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MelancholyHow a promise whisper'd doth thy soul in soar maintain!  A lie thatou befitted for the worde thy mind rejects!   
Had thou been there, in heart's domains when night entereth!  How mournful looketh then the stream, whiche lovelorn gloom assaileth!   
'Twas the time of spring's enticing linens to be worn by winter's breeze;  Thou wert worn likewise -- thy spirits clouded thee!   
Pangs undreamt followeth;  Thine countenance lush, anxious flutters wrought thine iambic vagaries.   
At times methough thee wildly ashine,  
alas, night's yon brillance cast'd but-    &nbs Melancholy
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DesamorSolamente susurrarte  Mi corazón no es tuyo; pecado  es pretender tomarle al otro  lo que tú nunca has prestado.   
Solamente mirarte a los ojos,  apreciar en ellos el espanto  y el dolor, cuando converjan  en la forma de mis rasgos.   
Solamente ocasionarte un dulce llanto,  que no germine por desdicha,  mas no nazca sin quebranto.  
 
Solamente hacerme cruel,  
y oírme así llamado,  
por la voz ahogada en dudas  de tus labios.   
Solamente ir sonsacando  en ti aires de letargo,  divorciando los albores  
de tus d Desamor
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A Garden...Un jardín yace en las sombras,  entre un olvido y un lamento;  El olvido de las monjas,  
y el lamento, de los muertos.   
Tras las antiguas tapias  
de aquel marchito convento,  un néctar poderoso; fe inaudita,  robole al mundo, a mí, almas hermosas.   
Cegadas fueron por mentiras majestuosas,  que hacían malditos sus mas íntimos deseos,  los cuales devoraron por falsas ideas.   
Rastros hay siquiera de la beatitud de aquellas flores;  Que alguna vez ellas poblaran mil tristes tumbas sin nombres  es de la imaginación grave delirio , A Garden...
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Heartfelt DistanceHeartfelt measure of distance  which equates loneliness with need,  and seeing photos over cardboards,  wishes to be there.   
Accompanying a moment's sunshine  reflected brieftly, if at all,  heaven's eyes that watch over us,  watch him from her eyes.   
And see a boy that sees a girl,  with such a broken gaze, and lost  
in all manners of illusions and of madness,  and him abhors.   
For he does dares to dream,  
for he dares not to act,  for he can only contemplate a wraith  woven from the past,   
reaching to the present,  by way of th Heartfelt Distance
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I lack discipline...

Sun May 17, 2009, 11:45 AM
...And that has proven to be a real hinderance in my pursual of writing as a serious hobby.

But in truth, it has really affected all my life.

It is my goal to change that, but is so damn hard...
Im trying, though.

Nothing much to say, apart from that...
I got so many projects I would love to start...
Perhaps is time to start them, before it becomes too late...

I know I would regret that for the rest of my life...
No, rather... Without that, I would have no goal in life...

Heh, anyway... This is just to remind myself, that I need to take more seriously
the things I love doing...

You could say this is a journal entry intended for myself...
With a little bit of perseverance on my part, there will be some new things submitted soon...

(Or well, perhaps not THAT soon, but you get the idea...)

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  • Reading: Nausea - Sartre

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  • Current Residence: Here
  • Interests: Quiet things as well as some not-so quiet things
  • Favourite band or musician: I listen to many genres, though gothic doom will always be my favored one.
  • Favourite genre of music: Metal and Classic
  • Favourite poet or writer: Poe , Yeats, Robert Frost, Bécquer, Tolkien, George R.R Martin, Lovecraft, Eminescu
  • Favourite style of art: Anime and Dark
  • Operating System: XP
  • MP3 player of choice: Ipod
  • Favourite game: FFVI, Chrono Trigger, Mugen
  • Favourite gaming platform: PC
  • Favourite cartoon character: Lelouch Lamperouge
  • Personal Quote: La belleza sin misterio no tiene nada de hermoso
  • Tools of the Trade: Laptop

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*Bian-Bian:iconBian-Bian: Jun 16, 2009, 8:10:36 PM
:wave:

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ask better questions.
~Dreamer-Of-Fate:iconDreamer-Of-Fate: Jun 22, 2009, 10:37:06 AM
hi ^^

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"....And in his dreams, there was nothing but emptiness...."
*Pailei:iconPailei: Mar 30, 2009, 3:14:15 PM
Thanks so much for the fave on "Heart on a String!"

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"I like," he said in a nobleman's lazy drawl, "to have some choice of which world I inhabit, that's all."
~The Privilege of the Sword
~Dreamer-Of-Fate:iconDreamer-Of-Fate: Mar 30, 2009, 5:47:10 PM
I love it *.*
I quite like the poem, too...

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"....And in his dreams, there was nothing but emptiness...."
*Pailei:iconPailei: Mar 30, 2009, 6:31:17 PM
Ah, thank you. :aww: You have some nice work here, too! And I see we're both Yeats fans. "From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have
ranged..."

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"I like," he said in a nobleman's lazy drawl, "to have some choice of which world I inhabit, that's all."
~The Privilege of the Sword
Mood: Love ~Dreamer-Of-Fate:iconDreamer-Of-Fate: Mar 31, 2009, 4:27:59 PM
"...In rambling talk with an image of air..."

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"....And in his dreams, there was nothing but emptiness...."
Mood: Love *Pailei:iconPailei: Mar 31, 2009, 10:08:43 PM
Ah, there's nothing quite like the words of the masters. :aww:

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"I like," he said in a nobleman's lazy drawl, "to have some choice of which world I inhabit, that's all."
~The Privilege of the Sword
~HisaReynhart:iconHisaReynhart: Mar 27, 2009, 7:23:21 PM
╬ nice work you got here

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╬MaRyE╬Full Of Disgrace...
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