| A trade for my good friend Sora's character, a member of the Lonemoon Wolf Pack. |


Minstrel of the GodsPerhaps the universe lay in the waters deep Floating there, reflecting, just beyond my reach Drifting by my fingertips amidst the gentle morning peace The chaos and the calumny come to a breathless halt Even they cannot resist the chill, delightful charm of he, The wandering minstrel of the gods, the breeze that gently sings How he sings and dances along the waters edgeMinstrel of the Gods
Beneath the golden rays that dress the royal sky There sits the solemnity that treads a faithful path Hearken now the soul doth sing, reaching for the horizon line That lay so far beneath
Swe


Imperfect StrangerWe sit here together, lone eyes too far gone The imperfect stranger and IImperfect Stranger
He smiles across the table, that same half hearted grin Elegant teeth flash with nicotine gold, glaring of weakness And meagerly we search for some hint of a soul The imperfect stranger and I.
Tiny pupils search me from blood shot eyes, just pinpoints of black Black like the lung of the age old miner, and deep, Deep like that cancer that drills holes in our skulls, Deep like the roots that grow brittle between us This imperfect stranger and I.
A soft sigh expelled, a tear slips unbidd
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I could heckle you but I'd much prefer to harangue.
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Stock account; ~Mourge-stawk
I appreciate it!
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* Peace * 平和 * Maluhia * Мир * Frieden* Pace *
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Don't take life so seriously. Besides, no one ever comes out alive.
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I could heckle you but I'd much prefer to harangue.
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Stock account; ~Mourge-stawk
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Don't take life so seriously. Besides, no one ever comes out alive.
But how are you? I see you've been busy with your photomanips
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"Life isn't about the number of breaths you take but the times that life takes your breath away."
And aww I'm sorry! You still write and stuff, though, yeah?
Yusss photomanips are funnn~
How've you been otherwise?
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I could heckle you but I'd much prefer to harangue.
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Stock account; ~Mourge-stawk
I don't write as much. I wrote one poem this summer, but I've had a rather chronic case of writer's block. I was forced to write too many academic papers, it burned me out a bit. Maybe I'll do some short stories this summer, just for fun.
I do have a friend that writes poetry...and raps. Generally I hate rap, but his are actually interesting and he shows me most of his stuff.
He might, eventually, turn a poem of mine into a song. I'm not sure if it'll be a rap or not. He's pretty musically inclined. I'm jealous.
How have you been?
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"Life isn't about the number of breaths you take but the times that life takes your breath away."
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