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Open the door"Open the Door" (Open the door, turn the key and go!)
"Open the door" The man smiles a hollow rictus, and glides into the house. He waits for the woman to follow him. A little girl runs into the room- "Mummy! Daddy!".

A family sits down to eat dinner. The food is seperated, chewed, swallowed, digested. The little girl runs out to play with her friends up the road.
(Have a drink) The man sweats terribly. He says "Honey, I think I'll (Have a drink) -go to bed. I'm tired." She sees that his face is pale, he has started to shake. His smile bears a lie, it reaches his eyes Open the door
by ~astarath

Omega3
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Omega1
by ~astarath

Abduction -Introspect-Woke with a start Flashlight in my face Pain in my head Blackened

Woke with a start bright shining lights I try to move I cannot, no matter how hard I try Flailing helplessly
The Voice speaks The Voice demands I have no choice but to comply.
The Voice shouts The Voice cajoles I have a voice but can\'t reply.
Water? Anything? The Voice does not
seem to understand Just keeps up its incessant demand
WHAT DO YOU KNOW? What do you mean?
WHO DO YOU KNO Abduction -Introspect-
by ~astarath

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iLovemy heart belongs to a box.
in the dim half-light of dawn rays of sunshine creeping across the lawn
the time when i speak to my love.
the lonely sound of tapping keys and yet he's always here with me
he's just idling.
strange does it seem some kind of twisted dream
his words are more real than the guy next door.
ridiculous foolhardy idiotic stupid dumb no idea where the words come from
i just trust the instinct.
recklessly caught in a net with someone i've never met
if this is insanity, iLove
by ~nakochan

Looks decieve DONT push itThey have the power Control over me Everything they say Is everything I be They trample me Don't let me breathe Hold me back And wont let me leave. I hide my self Behind a smile They have my life In a viel. My minds a mess My hearts a storm My life is passing The past is torn. I may look special Sweet or kind But don't make me Have to find An evil side To what I am No need to Over flow the dam. I am me That's all you see But there is more To little me. Just keep pushing I Looks decieve DONT push it
by ~forget-it

Dirty Wall 01
by ~terrifiedheart

HSsweethearts rotten with kidsPlates flying and smashing Blood spilling on the floor Children watching Hiding behind the door Constantly running away At ages five and two Nowhere to ever go Nothing they can do. Playing hide and seek Hoping to be left alone Crying to all the sounds Frozen to the bone.
They met when she was fifteen Attended the same school Married when she was eighteen She was an ignorant little fool Gave birth to a son at twenty Daughter at age twenty three She had no independance Nothing of her was free. She finally up and left hi HSsweethearts rotten with kids
by ~forget-it

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Lack of Inspiration

Sun Nov 23, 2003, 4:17 AM

Sometimes I think it's a pain thing. When I'm hurting, I can think of things to write about. Like... decent things. Things I think are WORTH writing about.

Otherwise I may as well pull cotton candy from my ass, slap it in a word processor and wa-hey! Another poem or SoC piece!

Great.

In any case... I've been finding things in my room that I've written years ago (such as Germany Victorious - that was written in '97, so I was actually in my 4th year of HS, not my third like it says - sorry) instead of writing anything because a certain someone has been making me very happy lately

- lately being the past half year.

She is why I've picked the mood icon I have.

Here is her site on DA, go look at her stuff. It's better than mine

I'm the luckiest person ever to have her

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Favourite band or musician: Snoop Dogg
Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Eliot, or Stephen King
Operating System: Win2k/Slackware 9.0
MP3 player of choice: Winamp
Shell of choice: conch
Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint
Skin of choice: Human
Favourite game: Quake 3 Fortress
Favourite gaming platform: PC
Favourite cartoon character: Alucard (yeah, from Hellsing)
Tools of the Trade: My brain.

Website: http://www.giveupalready.com
ICQ: 178416305

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~S-D-R Jan 22, 2004, 6:26:09 PM

helloo random aussie!!

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Or is it?

~S-D-R Jan 22, 2004, 6:19:10 PM

helloo random aussie!!

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Or is it?

`ashwynmayr Nov 20, 2003, 11:53:07 AM

As the ShoutBox Wife of ~azarath, you are hereby dubbed the Evil Twin of Azarath...

Where it with pride...

~nakochan Nov 25, 2003, 1:08:28 AM

indeed not.

`ashwynmayr Nov 25, 2003, 12:08:16 PM

Blargh..

~astarath Nov 23, 2003, 3:54:13 AM

I'm a what now??

Somehow I think my girlfriend won't like that

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I know Karate, Kung Fu, and 47 other dangerous words. So watch it.

~aztecrose Jun 6, 2003, 4:50:48 AM

Hail brother!

Incestuously,
AZ Kiss

~sunrunner68 Apr 13, 2003, 5:55:52 PM

Thanks for your comment on "Pet Peeve". I tend to write a lot of sarcastic/humurous poetry. I like to make people smile just as much as think. I'm glad you liked it. :D (Big Grin)

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I challenge thee ~ photo-challenge

~astarath Apr 13, 2003, 1:43:29 AM

Oh god. First my email inbox. Then ICQ. Now my devart comment section's being spammed?

IS NOTHING SACRED?!@$?

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I know Karate, Kung Fu, and 47 other dangerous words. So watch it.

$spyed Apr 10, 2003, 2:20:26 AM

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

Fella