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Daliliah stood on the precipice of the crater. Gazing down to the valley below her, a sadness settled heavily upon her. This would be the last time she would look down at her village from her favorite...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Oct 2009 08:08:00 GMT

light-less

There is no light with in my soul. It is comsumed by the darkness. dripping like blood, it oozes through my pores. sinking deeper into depression, a friend when no one else is near. the searching for ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Jul 2009 19:26:00 GMT

Jouney Prologue

     The way is dark, an ominous feeling from within growing. Darkness near the edge of the mind filling. The connection with the demon becoming stronger. RUN! Run like there is no end in site.     Li...
Posted by on Mon, 25 May 2009 14:18:00 GMT

Moonbeams Moonbeams

Moonbeams moonbeams everywhere Moonbeams moonbeams on my hair Moon beams moonbeams beautiful bright Moonbeams moonbeams out at night. Moonbeams moonbeams the children sing Moonbeams moonbeams of which...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 05:28:00 GMT

Rains of the Mists

    Rains of the Mists The trees sway gently back and forth This is a place I've never been before. Listen can you hear it, Rainfall in the mist, Rainfall in the mist like a gentle kiss. The...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 05:13:00 GMT

who am I

I am the earth beneath your feet I am the air in which you breath I am the fire down below I am the water that overflows I am everything that ever was I am everything that is I am everything that wil...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:29:00 GMT

Gaia

Guardian of thy life Protector of thy soul watch over me when the sun sinks low Call to me as the moon doth wane Sing me asleep while it rains Seeker of truth and justice for all Come to me Lady hear ...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:25:00 GMT

Wolves, Wolves, Wolves

Wolves, Wolves, Wolves. That's all I say. If I try to say someone's name or what speices they are it comes out to be wolves. Like yesturday I was talking to wolves, I mean wolves, No I mean WOLVES!...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:13:00 GMT

sea

Life's journey into the sea, currents of restlessness foams on the surface. The blue of the tropics the black of the artic. Ever mixing ever roaming.
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:07:00 GMT