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About Me Member One who left DA and came back! PinkPhoenix19/Female/United States

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How Long?

Tonight the moon is waning I watch her body slip into shadow I turn to you and find myself complaining— I never thought I’d sink so low
You said I could say all I wanted You said I take a lot I don’t deserve You said I’m worth all the trouble I could ever cause You said the nicest damn things I’ve ever heard
Guess I got caught up in old webs So inevitable and so wrong Now I’m thinking about how much time it takes To grow your hair out long
Yeah, how long?
Either the room was dim or much too bright I can

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Sneak Attack PhotographSifting lazily through an album With pervading images of one Who, with a clamor, entered my life Just as loudly as he had gone
My fingers stopped upon a page, My eyes fell upon his smile I sat and mirrored that joyful face, Pondering all the while
That illusion’s cheeks did blush so bright, His laughing eyes did tease I fell into a wistful state—
My heart, it suddenly seized—
For, pouncing from my periphery, A visage gave me fright— Out of shadows, out of focus— And brought everything to light &n Sneak Attack Photograph
by ~PinkPhoenix

Ticking On the Last NerveTime is a forceful brute; He cares not of your age, race, Wealth, deeds and goals. Time does not give, Nor does he take. Time is an indiscriminate old bag That runs whether you like it or not So you just have to suck it up and keep up, Especially if you’re in LitMag Because deadlines are dreadful little buggers And poetic prowess becomes a painful practice So creativity, sunshine and bunnies die, And this poem turned cruddy without warning Because it’s bloody three-thirty in the morning. Ticking On the Last Nerve
by ~PinkPhoenix

The Year BeforeBe kind Remind me of why one night melded seamlessly into another just the year before I swore I knew but my memory is cocooned like the moon in a
wintry haze
Help me To recall what it was you said when you held my hand— or did you? Illuminate the scene for me The infinite field of other witnesses will not speak they only twinkle knowingly
Won’t you Tell me what it was I felt that night that we shared Like a treasured note eagerly pocketed & The Year Before
by ~PinkPhoenix

Bigger ProblemsFor every riddle you solve I’ve got three more I’m steeped in mythology, Surrounded by lore— So tell me, What exactly are you looking for?
All my sides don’t match up I can’t ever get my story straight I’m incapable of forming bonds because I’ve got a valence of eight— I guess that makes me noble,
At any rate
I am full yet I am not whole In giving myself to a cause of any kind If you give me the time of day, I’ll give you a piece of my mind— But don’t ask me about arete, My Bigger Problems
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Uh oh. Poetry.

Sun Nov 9, 2008, 10:10 AM

I've always been paranoid about posting my writing online. I guess now I'll stop being stupid about that.

Might post some art, too. Depends.

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Mood: Hungry
Listening to: "Banana Chips"- Shonen Knife
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Current Residence: Alabama
Interests: martial arts, writing, arting, cooking, reading
Favourite band or musician: It's a tie between Tori Amos and Ani DiFranco
Favourite genre of music: punk rock and its various descendents, modern folk
Tools of the Trade: pencils, paint, twigs, leaves, pots, pans, a wooden spoon, swords, staves, empty hands, blood, sweat

Email: egowdy@gmail.com
AIM: bluebird bebop

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~Apos Dec 15, 2006, 2:26:10 PM

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God doesn't believe in atheists.

~Apos Nov 21, 2006, 5:47:27 PM

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God doesn't believe in atheists.

~applehat Aug 10, 2006, 7:11:31 PM

Hey. I know you..somehow. Like through my group of friends, not sure we have ever actualy talked.

Hello.

~Apos Jul 2, 2006, 9:54:52 PM

No don't do that, just move them to your scraps. It's cool to look back on stuff sometimes and see how you've improved and changed after x years. I do that already with stuff from like 6 months ago. xP

But hey, whatever cranks your tractor.

And no, by "interesting" I mean it invokes interest. =T

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~Apos Jun 23, 2006, 2:45:46 PM

Of course I have. = ) It's not like I would've gotten WORSE.

Its interesting to see your stuff from years ago...

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~Drk-Angel Feb 26, 2005, 9:01:18 PM

just droppin' by to give ya a random hi and

^^

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"Sanity is a madness put to good use."
~George Santayana (1863 - 1952)

"Art is idea. It is not enough to draw, paint, and sculpt. An artist should be able to think."
~Gordon Woods

~Kaiori Dec 10, 2004, 6:54:39 AM

BETTER NOT HEAR OF ANYONE BREAKING THIS ONE OR SEE DELETED. This is a ribbon for soldiers fighting in Iraq. Pass it on to everyone and pray. Something good will happen to you tonight at 11:11 PM. This is not a joke. Someone will either call you or will talk to you online and say that they love you. Do not break this chain. Send this to 13 people in the next 15 minutes. Go

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Teh Kirby Dance!

~Alu87 Nov 17, 2004, 5:16:41 PM

>.> Hmm.... Apparantly you started devstalking me a while ago! The name seemed unfamiliar when I glanced at my list, and I realized that I hadn't come and thanked you for the stalk!

*bows* Sorry for the delayed reaction