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Raskull · 01-15-2006, 12:49 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Traded_Worth

you're amazing, and i love you sara!
amazing work...really.

*blushes* Thanks. Really. I feel all special. Sorry AIM's being a shithead and won't let me sign back on

. You're too awesome. <3 ya!

Carmen · 01-15-2006, 12:58 PM

I really like how you write. You can really feel your anger coming out of some of them...in a good way

*digs in your litter box and does a cat poop*

Raskull · 01-15-2006, 01:08 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Carmenescence

I really like how you write. You can really feel your anger coming out of some of them...in a good way

*digs in your litter box and does a cat poop*

OMF NOOOOO! This is my litter box.. only I can shit in it l(ol this is awkward.)

But all are welcome to stop by. Hehe thanks... I try my hardest just to write how I feel. If it be anger, love, lust, hate, sorrow, ect then I just write.

Raskull · 01-20-2006, 10:39 PM

Kay my band is pressing me and I need to decide 5 or so of my best work to show them on sunday. Anyone got any sujestions? Please help me! I would love you so much if you did.

Anyway some old stuff (which I wrote after'somewhat during a serious breakdown so it fit the moment)

Tear stains on a young soul's pillow
All she ever wanted to do was fly

It wasn't her time and she see
She screamed in fustration and agony
Cursed her god and condemed her faith

She reached around
And tore the wings from her back

The white feathers
Turned crimson with her essence
The crimson feathers
Turned black with disease and mortification

Sitting for ages
After her wings turned to dust
Realized what she had brought apon herself
And the fading soul wept

Her dry tears dripped
Apon the scared knife
And turned to rust

All's gone now
All she ever wanted was to fly

Raskull · 01-21-2006, 09:19 PM

October 10, 2004

Deep red ink
Staining soft white sheets
Dark scarlet rain
Landing gently on rose pedals

Gone and made home in the clouds
Seems so great but what happens
When you can never escape?

I can't stop worrying about tommorow
But still the sandman must come tonight
So sing to me angels of my gaurdian
Untill I drift off into my dream world

And I can't stop regretting yesterday
But I can't take it away today
All the thoughtless things run in vain
Untill I close my eyes and this world dies

My breaks away from reality and into imagination
Are the only ones that make me sane or otherwise
Such a mercy I recieve in my unconsious visions
Happyness and nightmares I take with glee

So many things can come true
When you leave your bed behind
When you've left the earth behind
(LET ME SLEEP FOREVER)

Praise those blessed ones
Whom watch over us as we rest
Eternally greatful
Thank those who lay us down and took us in

Must I explain ever metaphore? *In red because that's the color ink it was originally written in.

Wildangel · 01-21-2006, 09:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Raskull

Kay my band is pressing me and I need to decide 5 or so of my best work to show them on sunday. Anyone got any sujestions? Please help me! I would love you so much if you did.

Anyway some old stuff (which I wrote after'somewhat during a serious breakdown so it fit the moment)

Tear stains on a young soul's pillow
All she ever wanted to do was fly

It wasn't her time and she see
She screamed in fustration and agony
Cursed her god and condemed her faith

She reached around
And tore the wings from her back

The white feathers
Turned crimson with her essence
The crimson feathers
Turned black with disease and mortification

Sitting for ages
After her wings turned to dust
Realized what she had brought apon herself
And the fading soul wept

Her dry tears dripped
Apon the scared knife
And turned to rust

All's gone now
All she ever wanted was to fly

Hey you. I really like this one. It took me a couple of reads but I can easily picture it. Very good. Detail and emotion. I also really like the one all in red.

Evvy_shies · 01-21-2006, 09:31 PM

Hey there, I found six, wait seven pieces that I like as you requested
goodbye
last one on page 8
The final breath
ungreatfull
Rain
Fantasy
and your most current one, the one in red

I just read through your whole thread and I must say your writing style is very unique, so that if you read it you would reconize it as yours. Its very good, and I enjoy reading it. Cant wait for more.

-gina

Raskull · 01-21-2006, 10:29 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Evvy_shies

Hey there, I found six, wait seven pieces that I like as you requested
goodbye
last one on page 8
The final breath
ungreatfull
Rain
Fantasy
and your most current one, the one in red

I just read through your whole thread and I must say your writing style is very unique, so that if you read it you would reconize it as yours. Its very good, and I enjoy reading it. Cant wait for more.

-gina

wow... Fantasy? I hate that one lol. I like bits and pieces of it... guess I just dislike it because I hate the person who wrote it... But the band will probably like it anyway. Thanks a bunch though. It helped quiet a bit. heh unique

Quote:

Originally Posted by TatersMomma

Hey you. I really like this one. It took me a couple of reads but I can easily picture it. Very good. Detail and emotion. I also really like the one all in red.

Thanks

I worked hard for the imagry and vocabulary in that one. The repettative words and ideas that keep getting used over and over and over agian are annoying me though. (That's what made a differance in the vocabulary in that one.) But I'd have to be a new person to change that. Thanks again! Awesome avatar

Raskull · 01-28-2006, 12:21 PM

Not too many metaphors... this is kinda a "duh" for the theme of this. Inspiration: bout half the poems/songs I've read on evboard, friends, and of course Evanescence.

(Titleless)
And it's glued inside my head
A fading melody
So sweet to taste
As an addiction or just a habit to break?

Stuck to me, a part of me
For better or for worse
It shines with inner beauty
Something so few will ever see

Inside out the world melts
Twisting and turning
Mixing with a dark and selfless tale
Making desire for the voice with no face

Graceful and delicate
The song spreads
Through the ears of those who listen
And in the hearts of those who hear

A song is just a song
With meaningless lyrics
With only hope that it will touch someone

A song is somthing different
With a writer's passion
Placing a soul into a song
And leaving it to whoever listens

This is my admiration
For the brave and inspiring ones
Who write with feeling and fact
The immortals who won't waste themselves

Nemo · 01-28-2006, 04:41 PM

Just passively noticed- your lines have no endings, ever. Maybe thats your intention of endlessness or the infinite. If so- that works. If not- is there any intention behind your un-ending lines and thoughts?

01-15-2006, 12:58 PM	#92 (permalink)
Carmen Fledgling Post Monkey Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: England Age: 21 Posts: 1,781 Points: 9,392.57 Bank: 18,743.34 Total Points: 28,135.92 Donate	I really like how you write. You can really feel your anger coming out of some of them...in a good way digs in your litter box and does a cat poop __________________ Without passion we truly would be dead My Stuff \|\| My Space

01-20-2006, 10:39 PM	#94 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 18 Posts: 485 Points: 3,324.98 Bank: 8,356.43 Total Points: 11,681.41 Donate	Need assistance Kay my band is pressing me and I need to decide 5 or so of my best work to show them on sunday. Anyone got any sujestions? Please help me! I would love you so much if you did. Anyway some old stuff (which I wrote after'somewhat during a serious breakdown so it fit the moment) Tear stains on a young soul's pillow All she ever wanted to do was fly It wasn't her time and she see She screamed in fustration and agony Cursed her god and condemed her faith She reached around And tore the wings from her back The white feathers Turned crimson with her essence The crimson feathers Turned black with disease and mortification Sitting for ages After her wings turned to dust Realized what she had brought apon herself And the fading soul wept Her dry tears dripped Apon the scared knife And turned to rust All's gone now All she ever wanted was to fly __________________ Fuck you and your rules. Smile for me.

01-21-2006, 09:19 PM	#95 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 18 Posts: 485 Points: 3,324.98 Bank: 8,356.43 Total Points: 11,681.41 Donate	October 10, 2004 Deep red ink Staining soft white sheets Dark scarlet rain Landing gently on rose pedals Gone and made home in the clouds Seems so great but what happens When you can never escape? I can't stop worrying about tommorow But still the sandman must come tonight So sing to me angels of my gaurdian Untill I drift off into my dream world And I can't stop regretting yesterday But I can't take it away today All the thoughtless things run in vain Untill I close my eyes and this world dies My breaks away from reality and into imagination Are the only ones that make me sane or otherwise Such a mercy I recieve in my unconsious visions Happyness and nightmares I take with glee So many things can come true When you leave your bed behind When you've left the earth behind (LET ME SLEEP FOREVER) Praise those blessed ones Whom watch over us as we rest Eternally greatful Thank those who lay us down and took us in Must I explain ever metaphore? *In red because that's the color ink it was originally written in. __________________ Fuck you and your rules. Smile for me.

01-21-2006, 09:31 PM	#97 (permalink)
Evvy_shies Member Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: Illinois Posts: 431 Points: 18,537.88 Bank: 284.64 Total Points: 18,822.52 Donate	Hey there, I found six, wait seven pieces that I like as you requested goodbye last one on page 8 The final breath ungreatfull Rain Fantasy and your most current one, the one in red I just read through your whole thread and I must say your writing style is very unique, so that if you read it you would reconize it as yours. Its very good, and I enjoy reading it. Cant wait for more. -gina __________________

01-28-2006, 12:21 PM	#99 (permalink)
Raskull So Tired Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Where? Age: 18 Posts: 485 Points: 3,324.98 Bank: 8,356.43 Total Points: 11,681.41 Donate	Not too many metaphors... this is kinda a "duh" for the theme of this. Inspiration: bout half the poems/songs I've read on evboard, friends, and of course Evanescence. (Titleless) And it's glued inside my head A fading melody So sweet to taste As an addiction or just a habit to break? Stuck to me, a part of me For better or for worse It shines with inner beauty Something so few will ever see Inside out the world melts Twisting and turning Mixing with a dark and selfless tale Making desire for the voice with no face Graceful and delicate The song spreads Through the ears of those who listen And in the hearts of those who hear A song is just a song With meaningless lyrics With only hope that it will touch someone A song is somthing different With a writer's passion Placing a soul into a song And leaving it to whoever listens This is my admiration For the brave and inspiring ones Who write with feeling and fact The immortals who won't waste themselves __________________ Fuck you and your rules. Smile for me.

01-28-2006, 04:41 PM	#100 (permalink)
Nemo A votive, not in vain Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Ridgecrest, CA Age: 19 Posts: 2,520 Points: 4,699.81 Bank: 134.72 Total Points: 4,834.53 Donate	Just passively noticed- your lines have no endings, ever. Maybe thats your intention of endlessness or the infinite. If so- that works. If not- is there any intention behind your un-ending lines and thoughts? __________________ ...Nietzsche is the go-to philosopher of every coffee-house pseudo-intellectual. I refuse to fall into that trap...

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