Tourists At The PearliesThen came the marching of the saint: "Dear, you look as though you're about to faint! Are you ailing? Why so pale?" "Nothing, mum, just an email..."Tourists At The Pearlies
A pleasant talk - a friendly chat Drop a name while tears stand pat A hug, a rub, a squeeze on the shoulder As you tell this soldier that she shouldn't cry A smile, a sigh, a body grows colder I dare you to tell her that her friend didn't die.
Not expected to feel wretched Another fad that's soon to fade The miles between, are they wiped clean Save if I'm standing at her grave? Yet, apparently, I'm f
BuggedOn your dresser perch two faces, Maybe three, sometimes four, The fifth, unfortunately caught, In what appears to be, at close inspection, A politically incorrect faux pas.Bugged
The seventh clings posessively to a latticed dome, Which boards a second resident, A Daddy Long Legs hesitant, To admit that he has learned to call it 'home'.
This new-fangled web tangles faster than the old one, Fans the flames of disaster, a steady course, a sure one, It generously offers the torture, Of lounging on a lay of lies, When they trace the source of your deception, &nbs
Take TwoTime's eclipse; a trinity. Titanic three in unity. Waves of 'us' broke with a crash Against the jags of fantasy. The illusionry that clouded our eyes Would liberate and set us free.Take Two
Early dawned the waking mind, Smoke and mirrors far behind. This comradery would gradually see The faults forged in reality:
Sorrow mass produced; Joy unduly disputed. Two tears in a glass; Happiness convoluted, Woe, to think about; Bliss, to do without. Euphoria sublime, A pointless waste of time. Give me angst by the bucket; We're progr
The GirlShe was The Girl Capitalized A revolution on legs A megawatt sunrise.The Girl
A warrior and friend To those who deserve A daredevil fighter With hugs in reserve.
Sword clenched in hand Crystalized A blaze of ice Battle cry to the skies.
Would you fall down, face down Seven times straight? Would you break down, go down Then jump up eight?
Struggle to your feet. Flip the bird at defeat. Accept your fate? Don't make me laugh: She's got people to meet, Places to be. Dust off your hands Wipe
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'My God, I could grate cheese on your stomach!'
ON: What happens when I'm unhappy? What happens?
CN: Fine. But not the red ones. They bind.
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"They hand you a coloring book and say, 'Be creative, but don't color outside the lines.'"- George Carlin
Why? [link] That's why.
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"Some learn the hard way, we all learn through consequence. I say if the future's been drawn out then nobody’s living."
Thanls for the fave on "Freckles."
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Mark Pearce
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"Good Sire –The writers are emboldened and massing!"
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Patrice Chiniara
patrice@chiniara.ca
Website [link] > ModelMayhem [link]
~RestlessPhotographer
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98% of DA's Anime Fanbase = Yaoi Fangirls. If you don't give two shits about the statistics and just want to see two guys fuck madly, paste to your signature.
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"I rarely ever use a toilet, I almost always pee in the yard or the garden, because I like to pee on my estate"
-Iggy Pop
By chance I logged onto deviantART for the first time in two years. It was your comment on my last journal that inspired me to return.
The salute is duly returned.
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HOLY SHIT! DeviantDICTIONARY is coming back!
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