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About Me Member Emotional Poet WindShadow835/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 4 Years
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A PoemWhile the heart is destined               to ache      by the stars in her eyes,  the mind is doomed to ignore the              soul's dreams     as a little cage door                                 opens,  
      and the wings of the birds begin to    & A Poem
by ~WindShadow
The Color of BreadA hot thing     the sea never looked so deep   the color of bread     but it’s darker now     the man that does not speak is next to me     where rats chew at his ears    the men without skin kick him     he still     does not move     the rocking makes me sick     iron circle chokes me    her face is so haunting      but it’s mine   &nbs The Color of Bread
by ~WindShadow
As Darkness AltersThere are splintered window sills  
Full of wasps carrying about  Their daily business,  
While a beggar limps down the unpaved, dusty road,  clinking what few precious pebbles he possesses in his rusty can.  And the children with dirty faces and blistered feet,  Race and trip over one another in a mad scramble  
For a bread crumb lying next to a cobweb in the corner  Of an old, deserted market.  The women in rags stand on the street corner, selling themselves and their  Commodities to any vile being that will  
Do what it pleases with them, and  Drunken men fall off their bar stools As Darkness Alters
by ~WindShadow
A Final MasterpieceThe layer of chafed skin upon unopened veins  Wrinkled with the movement of its appendages,  And its seeming imperfections created a sense of  Flawlessness as his unknown eyes marveled at  his creation.  
A beating pulse. Initiated only with the addition of  
a heart. Thrummed in continuous rhythm.  He said, “I made you beautiful.”  But there was no reply back except for a small grunt  Perhaps voiced only by lurking doubts and  Minor insecurities.  
But despite the creator’s desire for perfection,  The creation soon became a threat to those it  
Discovered, unawar A Final Masterpiece
by ~WindShadow
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Damn, it Feels So Good

Wed Jan 21, 2009, 7:40 AM
I'm back.
I love it.
I'm taking a poetry class and I'm uber siked about it.
Also taking a political science class..and linguistics, and music history.
Band. Band. Band.
I'm debating on declaring a double major, but i should probably go talk to someone in the history department before I do that.
So, with this poetry class, might come some inspiration.
I really hope so, I haven't written much in a while.
A lag, you could call it I suppose.
But I missed playing a real horn.
And writing so much.
And seeing real friends and laughing with them,
but now I'm back in action,
and it feels so
damn
good.

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  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Mamma Mia.
  • Watching: My computer screen.
  • Eating: Myself. Cannabalism?
  • Drinking: H20

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  • Current Residence: United States
  • Interests: Writing, Music, Sailing, Reading, Snowboarding, Language...Everything and Anything
  • Favourite movie: Miss Congeniality, Wind, Iron Jawed Angels
  • Favourite band or musician: Currently: Better than Ezra and John Powell
  • Favourite genre of music: Everything except rap and heavy metal
  • Favourite poet or writer: Such decisions...
  • Operating System: Mac
  • MP3 player of choice: iRiver
  • Shell of choice: Hm...Crab!?
  • Skin of choice: My own, thank you very much.
  • Favourite game: It depends on the system.
  • Favourite gaming platform: PlayStation 2. Obviously.
  • Favourite cartoon character: Scooby-Doo I guess.
  • Personal Quote: "We are all crazy in our right minds"
  • Tools of the Trade: Pencil, paper, a slightly crooked brain....

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*ronweasleyismyking Jan 13, 2009, 9:35:56 PM
No problem! I was looking for Wit stuff on dA because our school is putting it on and I was feeling all inspired and I read your poem and was like :D

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Wicked=life
Life=Wicked
Do you have a PROBLEM with that?

~FloonsUnited
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=urbanronin Jul 19, 2008, 10:57:03 AM
Thanx for the fav lauren! How's the team this year?

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This is where we are...
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~WindShadow Jul 20, 2008, 7:57:07 AM
you're welcome :).
they're okay. they have potential and they'd do well if they just took it seriously.
you know, commitment issues and all. it only enhances frustration-
oh, will you by chance be back for an august 4th race at madison?

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yes, she's our beautiful letdown...
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=urbanronin Jul 20, 2008, 10:16:04 AM
i have my last final on the 4th...grr....
i know what you mean about the commitment issue though: it's nothing new :P

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This is where we are...
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*lullacrie Jun 23, 2008, 2:06:31 AM
thanks greatly for the :+fav:
:cuddle:

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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
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=urbanronin Jan 17, 2008, 1:12:08 PM
thanx for the fav!

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This is where we are...
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~WindShadow Jan 19, 2008, 4:31:16 PM
no problem.

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Blame us 'cause we are who we are.
Hate us 'cause you'll never get that far.
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~missedhugs Dec 6, 2007, 5:43:27 PM
O.O hey.

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"A love like ours will end tommarow" :manhug:
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Mood: Enjoying The Show ~snowflakeshadows Oct 29, 2007, 5:42:29 PM
Boo! *runs away quickly*.......................................................................................................................*peers from behind a corner* Did I scare you?

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I 'nah'ed the 'nah' you gave me in response to me 'nah'ing your previous 'nah'.
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Once, I can't remember, I was long ago, someone strange. I was innocent and wise, and full of pain.
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