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melanie has inspired me to write again with that thing she wrote whihc by the way declares that melanie is the coolest and is currently no ones wife but mine...so back off...lol
this is going to sound like crap
(on a plate)
hold on this is something i wrote to gwen when we were talking baout deviantart
"There is no one in the land, or the earth, or the sea that can so love deviantart as much as I!" said the sun, king of all. "I disagree husband...for I love deviantart much more than thou!" replied his lovely wife, La Luna, the moon. Her soft eyes shone with the light of a thousand stars as she turned them upon her husband. "There is no one in all the world who can love deviantart as much as me!" The suns mouth spat flames as he rose from his throne. "How dare you disagree, wretched mongrel! Guards, take her away!" and the 7 Sisters marched up and took La Luna from her seat in the sky. "You may do what you like, O king! But no one, and I say once more NO ONE can ever love deviantart as much as I have and do and will! Throw me away, lock me up...but remember, I am a sorceress! I know the old ways and codes. Take me away and I will bring doom upon your people!" She screamed, as she was pulled off to be punished. "DOOM!" The King sat once more on his throne, seething. "How dare the wench humiliate me in front of my people! How dare she! She will suffer the consequences..." he muttered. "There is no one existing who loves deviantart more than I do..." Meanwhile, the moon in her prison of darkness, started chanting a spell from the long ago...it was a song of all. It was more than sound and power...it was the song of the earth, the moon, the sun, the stars, the sea and the sky, life and death and all that was and is and all that would be .It was the song of All, and it evoked a sorrow in everyone that could not be answered. It filled The Kings people with the ultimate sadness for humans cannot comprehend what beauty and despair there is out there...and that beauty and sorrow filled all of them up and they all died, one by one. The moon kept chanting, and all of the animals and plants and love and life and everything whole and good and pure died, too. Nothing was left except for the sun and the moon...and only till then did La Luna cease her song. The Sun, The King, left his almighty throne and found his wife, a soft glow in the darkness. He bowed. "I am sorry...I know that you too love deviantart. Perhaps we love it the same amount. Please, I beg of you...return my people...our people. Forgive me." La Luna looked down, an ember of anger left in her eyes, till they met his. The ember died...and she gave in. "I am sorry too. They were also my people, and I have indeed done a terrible wrong by killing all that we created. She sighed, and took his hands. Together, they sung a new song...a song that they had too sung in the long ago when they created Everything. They sung it, and new things begun to sprout from the earth...life and green and animals...they came back with the chant of life...the heartbeat that let them live. The song filled them with everything. Hate and pain and love and sorrow...everything that made people human...and then everything was back to normal. They stopped their song, but their hands remained linked. "Now, we may rule again, and deviantart will be both of ours...together we will rule in peace and harmony and happiness!"
and so it was...
ok now that that lame ass thing is over here is another poem that i just now wrote
Here is a world painted with shades of grey
This place is like a colorless dream
Silence saturates my sharpened ears
And this path i walk is a forgotten one...
A forest lies before my tread
My wandering gaze spies it ahead
The trees are gnarled and the plants are dead
And i seek the sound of something alive
But none comes
The sun above me im sure should be red
A deep crimson painted with my sleeping blood
But all is grey or black, or white
A flash of a confided memory brought to life
I see things on this long lost trail
That were once so important to me
A button eye from my favorite doll
An 8th grade journal, a misplaced key
I try to pick them up and hold them
But they vanish
I walk over these hills and vales
A lonely wanderer walking a lonely path
I cross rivers overflowing with grey
I sit under trees with black dead leaves
And hope that color will return again one day
I starve for something to fill my heart once more
I dont think i appreciated what i had
Now i long for the smallest sound
I long for a color that isn't a shade of nothing
I speak, and my voice is swallowed by the air
This is truly no-mans land
This is forever and that means nothing to me
Time has not yet found this forbidden place
I have misplaced my own shadow
Or has it misplaced me?
Well it doesnt matter, because it's gone now
And it's never coming back
Maybe it went with all the other shadows
To discover a world with color...
...Fine with me...
Maybe it landed on my soul
For an unnamable sorrow has filled my heart
A shadow cast from the light of a grey sky
I wish that this could all be reversed
And then there would be no whites or blacks
Silence would fail and life would return
But I remembered something then
That I had once told myself and I knew it was true
When i thought of it, I screamed into the nothing
That automatically absorbed the sound
Then I sat and cried alone in forever
Knowing that this rule disabled the reversal of anything, everything, and nothing...
"A light may cast a shadow...but may shadow cast a light?"
ok yeah well i guess i got lazy on that one.
ill fix the end later
just a reminder that you can never go back once youve done something. you cant change the past, but you can change the future.
this is going to sound like crap
(on a plate)
hold on this is something i wrote to gwen when we were talking baout deviantart
"There is no one in the land, or the earth, or the sea that can so love deviantart as much as I!" said the sun, king of all. "I disagree husband...for I love deviantart much more than thou!" replied his lovely wife, La Luna, the moon. Her soft eyes shone with the light of a thousand stars as she turned them upon her husband. "There is no one in all the world who can love deviantart as much as me!" The suns mouth spat flames as he rose from his throne. "How dare you disagree, wretched mongrel! Guards, take her away!" and the 7 Sisters marched up and took La Luna from her seat in the sky. "You may do what you like, O king! But no one, and I say once more NO ONE can ever love deviantart as much as I have and do and will! Throw me away, lock me up...but remember, I am a sorceress! I know the old ways and codes. Take me away and I will bring doom upon your people!" She screamed, as she was pulled off to be punished. "DOOM!" The King sat once more on his throne, seething. "How dare the wench humiliate me in front of my people! How dare she! She will suffer the consequences..." he muttered. "There is no one existing who loves deviantart more than I do..." Meanwhile, the moon in her prison of darkness, started chanting a spell from the long ago...it was a song of all. It was more than sound and power...it was the song of the earth, the moon, the sun, the stars, the sea and the sky, life and death and all that was and is and all that would be .It was the song of All, and it evoked a sorrow in everyone that could not be answered. It filled The Kings people with the ultimate sadness for humans cannot comprehend what beauty and despair there is out there...and that beauty and sorrow filled all of them up and they all died, one by one. The moon kept chanting, and all of the animals and plants and love and life and everything whole and good and pure died, too. Nothing was left except for the sun and the moon...and only till then did La Luna cease her song. The Sun, The King, left his almighty throne and found his wife, a soft glow in the darkness. He bowed. "I am sorry...I know that you too love deviantart. Perhaps we love it the same amount. Please, I beg of you...return my people...our people. Forgive me." La Luna looked down, an ember of anger left in her eyes, till they met his. The ember died...and she gave in. "I am sorry too. They were also my people, and I have indeed done a terrible wrong by killing all that we created. She sighed, and took his hands. Together, they sung a new song...a song that they had too sung in the long ago when they created Everything. They sung it, and new things begun to sprout from the earth...life and green and animals...they came back with the chant of life...the heartbeat that let them live. The song filled them with everything. Hate and pain and love and sorrow...everything that made people human...and then everything was back to normal. They stopped their song, but their hands remained linked. "Now, we may rule again, and deviantart will be both of ours...together we will rule in peace and harmony and happiness!"
and so it was...
ok now that that lame ass thing is over here is another poem that i just now wrote
Here is a world painted with shades of grey
This place is like a colorless dream
Silence saturates my sharpened ears
And this path i walk is a forgotten one...
A forest lies before my tread
My wandering gaze spies it ahead
The trees are gnarled and the plants are dead
And i seek the sound of something alive
But none comes
The sun above me im sure should be red
A deep crimson painted with my sleeping blood
But all is grey or black, or white
A flash of a confided memory brought to life
I see things on this long lost trail
That were once so important to me
A button eye from my favorite doll
An 8th grade journal, a misplaced key
I try to pick them up and hold them
But they vanish
I walk over these hills and vales
A lonely wanderer walking a lonely path
I cross rivers overflowing with grey
I sit under trees with black dead leaves
And hope that color will return again one day
I starve for something to fill my heart once more
I dont think i appreciated what i had
Now i long for the smallest sound
I long for a color that isn't a shade of nothing
I speak, and my voice is swallowed by the air
This is truly no-mans land
This is forever and that means nothing to me
Time has not yet found this forbidden place
I have misplaced my own shadow
Or has it misplaced me?
Well it doesnt matter, because it's gone now
And it's never coming back
Maybe it went with all the other shadows
To discover a world with color...
...Fine with me...
Maybe it landed on my soul
For an unnamable sorrow has filled my heart
A shadow cast from the light of a grey sky
I wish that this could all be reversed
And then there would be no whites or blacks
Silence would fail and life would return
But I remembered something then
That I had once told myself and I knew it was true
When i thought of it, I screamed into the nothing
That automatically absorbed the sound
Then I sat and cried alone in forever
Knowing that this rule disabled the reversal of anything, everything, and nothing...
"A light may cast a shadow...but may shadow cast a light?"
ok yeah well i guess i got lazy on that one.
ill fix the end later
just a reminder that you can never go back once youve done something. you cant change the past, but you can change the future.