

The Light SourceI look out. Its dark. I see nothing.The Light Source
Black is the color I see. Is that my fate?
Ah!
That. What was it? I was blinded. I look out. Its dark. I see nothing. Black is the color I see. Is that my fate?
Hmm?
Whats this? Something beyond the darkness? I hear it I reach behind. To touch it.
Hot.
It burns. I turn around to look.
Ah!
That. What was it? I was blinded. I look out. Its dark. I see nothing. Black is the color I see. Is that my fate?
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The RoadThere was a road, you see. It was a metaphorical road. I was traveling on it. I was a knight, traveling. Traveling to Camelot, where I would take the thrown. It was my birthright. It came with power, friends, and a relaxed life. I was there, down that path, when I came across a damsel in distress. I rescued her. And we fell in love. But, she took my time away. And I became apathetic. And then came the day when there was a fork in the road. to the west went damsel and to the east, was the castle. And, I went north, towards nothing.The Road
What a fool I was.


Poem in Ynglish.Ay sy dhʌ gryn sy. Nat blu, bʌt gryn, Dhʌ coler ʌv kelp.Poem in Ynglish.
Ay sy dhʌ pynk skay. Nat blu, bʌt pynk, Dhʌ coler ʌv dhʌ sʌn an dhʌ horayzin.
Ay sy yu. Nat my, bʌt yu, Ӕs ay luk.


Poem 1.1I wonder. Why is this? I wonder. What makes the candle go out? They pout. I sit. Miss, The day is gone. I am sorry. You are hurt. I will help you. Here,Poem 1.1
Drink. And I sit and wonder.
There is a bird. It sits on wire. And I see it.
I wonder. Why its so loud. In the open space, It carries. In the hall I see her face. I speak. The sound carries No. Silence. The empty hall. The populated world. Thoughts are unheard. The bird. It chirps. I see i
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Wouldn't do in my shop/ Just the thought of it's enough to make to you sick/ and Im telling you them pussies cats is quick.
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Be careful. Once you leave the world, you soul forever changes. It may not go back to that dull monochromatic color.
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Wouldn't do in my shop/ Just the thought of it's enough to make to you sick/ and Im telling you them pussies cats is quick.
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Take your peanuts and your popcorn too, but leave me my sanity, my soul, and my heart that I may live to entertain another....
1.Post these rules.
2.Each tagged person must post 8 things about themselves on their journal.
3.At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on thier same journal.
4.Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5.No tagged-backs!
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"The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer cant write worth a darn. Shes not very good." - Stephen King
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Hahahaha, any way, my little attack of insanity. Thank you for the fave!
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Take your peanuts and your popcorn too, but leave me my sanity, my soul, and my heart that I may live to entertain another....
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Be careful. Once you leave the world, you soul forever changes. It may not go back to that dull monochromatic color.
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