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You Exist... by x-SilentScreams-x, literature

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You Exist...

I write stories, poems. They are mini cuts of action from a stranger's life put into words. I create magic with a mixture of ink and dead trees and leave it where the world's eyes can judge my every effort. Specifically, I created you. You were my missing half, the piece that hid all of the scars. I loved you, needed you. I traced the lines of your skeleton and the curves of your heartbeat. I felt your breath in my pores and your tears on my palm. You were just another stranger that I wrote into my life, something that could never be real. But y

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Blood by x-SilentScreams-x, literature

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Blood

The human body is a miraculous thing. I have donated my flesh as a playground for sharp toys. Razors skate in figure eights on my chest while needles play tic-tac-toe on my thighs. It is beautiful, really, to watch myself in the mirror as my eyes glaze over with endorphins and my breath races to fog the glass. It reminds me of the times I have shared my body with you, but feels so much better in the end. And, no matter how much I lose, my body continues to birth more so that the pain can still return tomorrow. Would you like to see?

Woods by x-SilentScreams-x, literature

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Woods

I. When I was ten, my father took me for a hike through the wilderness until he found the perfect clearing that was hidden from the trails. He wanted to be the first to show me how to plant seeds in the soil and in flesh. Once he decided it was time to leave, I chose to stay behind a little longer. I drained myself of water and blood, pouring it into the fresh willow seed so that the earth could never forget. II. I never took the time to tell my mother the truth of that summer afternoon. Her only understanding was that I had planted my very own weeping willow and that I had begun to think of it a

Apology by x-SilentScreams-x, literature

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Apology

Golden light always seemed out of place When it would light up silk gowns in black Instead of holding onto last night’s clouds And squeezing a few more tears from the thunder Funerals are parties for the deceased Where all of the dead let go of their worries And hold on tight to the newfound happiness That only death can instill on our tortured souls I learned from the ghosts the truth of the end The fantasies grasped my dreams and brought to me ideas Of painless ways to finally end all of the hurt That no amount of Tylenol could draw from my body Your love broke me into heart shaped glass shards And I needed a way to escape

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Oct 25, 1989
United States
Deviant for 19 years
She / Her

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Favourite Movies

Battle Royale

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Trans-Siberian Orchestra

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Battle Royale, Anita Blake, Meredith Gentry

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pen(cil) and paper

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Enabling my addiction to writing and reading any book that looks interesting

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Oct 9, 2012

Butterfly, We Have Moved On

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I have started writing a few new pieces and editing many old pieces.  In light of this, I have moved. EtherealMartyr (https://www.deviantart.com/etherealmartyr) ^---that would be my new account. Hopefully I will soon see some familiar faces. :)

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Jul 15, 2012

Butterfly, It Is Time For Us To Take Flight

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I really want to put effort into being more active on here again.  I've written a couple new pieces that I need to get tweaked and uploaded.  I'm trying to get more active on twitter (thanks to my sweetie and the deathsquad community who all insist it must be done).  Thanks to a few of them wanting to check out my pieces on here, I've realized that a piece of me is missing.  I need my poetry, I'm just so bad about remembering to feed my muse.  I've gotten so wrapped up in everything else in my life that I've lost sight of the small things that always meant so much.  I just need to figure out a way to get my inspiration back up to par.  The pi

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Apr 12, 2012

Butterfly, They Found Us

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So, apparently my newest piece isn't doing too bad... Two features and I haven't even submitted it to any groups yet.  Interesting.  Hopefully this will give me the motivation to get back into the rhythm of writing.  I do truly miss it.