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Not Just A Game Chapter 1
Chapter 1: A Harmless Game
"The door to safety is shut. There is no turning back…" That was the last thing my friends and I read on the television screen before we found ourselves dragged into the middle of, what we all agreed to be, hell on earth.
Earlier that evening, I had invited some friends of mine over to my place for a Game-a-Thon of, in my opinion, one of the best horror video game series ever created, Resident Evil, starting with Zero and eventually ending with Six. "What could possibly go wrong?" I thought as I sat on the stairs waiting for my friends to arrive.
"How much longer till they get here Pyro?" I heard a voice ask from behind me. I turned around and saw that it was my younger brother OgienChomik.
"I don't know, I told them to get here sometime around 2:30, and it's 2:00 right now so they shouldn't be much long-" At that moment there w
Masquerade du Maladie: Part One
Masquerade du Maladie: Part One
The night was moving along swimmingly and it seemed that eveyone who was going to show up had already arrived. There was food and drinkks, laughter and merryment. The music, tho not yet done by the dj, was playing loudly amping up the excitement. Yes everything seemed to be coming along fine. Nothing seemed like it could go wrong at this point...... A woman burst into the Cafe, grabbing a random mask that had been left laying about by one of the idle party goers. She looked pale and sickly. Clearly there was something wrong with her. Few noticed though. Kiwi did and a few of the other staff memebers along with Eisia, but most were too caught up in the festivities to care. The woman began touching people and about 10 minutes after she did, they began feeling dizzy and having a loss of appetite. Still no one payed the woman any head as the woman began screaming with halucinations. They just assumed that she had drunk too much. The lights flick
A Life Without You
Sometimes I think of life
And how it would be without you
As I think I see myself
Lost and alone
With no one to help me
I'm just skin and bone
My heart is empty
I feel nothing inside
I'm scared of this
Someone open my eyes!
None of it is true
I'm dreaming right?
I open my eyes
And I see you
I suddenly realize
The truth in my world
That a life without you
Is like my own living hell
You wouldn't be there
To pick me up when I fell
And as you carry me in your arms
I'd wish to tell you what's true
When you look at me
I want to whisper out
I Love You
Broken HeartbeatYou seem to break my heart beat into shorter syllables,
like every time I touch you,
It just gets
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I wanted to write you a lovesong.i.
Summer rain has nothing
on the sound of your laugh,
little pinpricks of sunshine
lounging across the cobbled
streets of midnight,
cooled grey eyes, shining
tears of nightlights
glowing like stars in your cheeks;
in darkened archways,
hollow stone walls
reverberating through my skull --
back to earth, loving
taking root under the city floor,
breathing across cool hands
in warmer songs, notes
bundled under my sheets
thoughts that last all night
and drift between the rafters
of my chest
wanting at last;
pure, starry sky and
dawn rolls down the mountainside,
turrets and towers
crinkle-eyed smile batters
falling -- falling --
more delicate than down
softly into the clouds.
one life into another
the moon has sunk
into my soul; I am losing
but the bloodl
She Is PoetryShe speaks to me in sonnets
Sighing her similes
Angrily articulating her alliterations
and ranting her rhymes.
She mumbles her metaphors
Heaving heavily her haikus
Bickering her ballads
at my feeble free verse.
You really wanted a girl who wasn't me.I fell in
love with you or
not quite you,
because you said
you'd never love
sacrosanct perversionhe is
my paragon of feverish intemperance
my blue-flamed boy nova
the burning of my besotted wits-end and start
the reticence under the gape of endless stars
whose abdomen fell
prey to my scathing eyes and starving claws
whose mien asphyxiated
by my irrepressible thirst
past his past lovers and navel gait
how i pine
for the warmth of his gargantuan laughs
for the coolness of his gaze transfixed
on my lips
blue-fire fervor and inferno
dearest penned don
grant me my sip of the holy grail
i would become a polyglot existence
singing of her myrtle and doves
and my mirabile dictu love
on every known continent
ways I have failedscarling I believe
I knew our stars were faulted
The same way I knew that I couldn't stand them disarrayed
I wove you slowly
into my tendons
and I refuse any dimension that finds us ceasing
just pretend I am a man
and not a knot in your chest
I will pretend that I'm not gasping for breath
you are my barbed catalyst
that I refuse to release
I will proudly dress my wounds in the mirror
knowing that everything will be better than I was
there is no part of me undoctored
no words ungreened
and no fiber untorn
you were never just a prompt
but you were always more than my thin hands could manage
I always knew you would outgrow me
Twilight's Dream Falling,
Twas a dream
You in my sight,
Just your eyes,
Oh, the way
They strip me
Of my soul,
So that it be
My darling -
In the days
You caressed me
Falling for you,
Over you -
But twas just
miles to goi.
i am tired
of having nowhere to go after midnight,
when the skies are cloudiest,
and the streets are darkest.
there's a thirst in me
that desires a map for this twisted path of life;
it's too broken in places
to navigate alone.
goodbyes echo in my head as i step
off the train platform and onto the waiting car,
but i cannot concentrate, for fear
that i have boarded wrong.
so all i can ask
is for you to keep your arms open,
for it's the closest thing to home
that i have ever known.
you set my spine to knotting
with imperfect purl of wax.
clip collarbones to drain them
of their cabernet impacts.
your swishing wakes the levy
and grips teeth of the deceased.
churns salivating testaments
in infinite increase.
the twist of looms in chaos
and cartography dispersed.
fine lines in exit vectors
looping twice about the earth.
a curvature evolving
from unmeasured sect decree
that aggravates the dialect
of treasured lecturing.
a clash of fingerprinting with
a violet wild stare.
the genesis of ending
your litigated seraphim
bow fluid at the knee.
dissolve the body noted
by the crimson lettering.
oh lover suffer sweet with me
and lush make every reap.
we'll monument the dimming light
and lustre tourmaline
My True Feelings About You
Nothing could change the way I felt
When I met you for the first time
It was almost as if the world had stopped
Like a dream that would never end
A dream that I never wanted to wake up from
At first I thought you were just another guy
But once I truly got to know you
Everything began to change in my life
I try to hide the fact that I liked you
But it gets harder every day
Whenever you're near me
I would stare at you whenever I could
Always hoping that no one would see
But if you looked my way
Our eyes would meet making me freeze
I'd get nervous and scared
Not knowing what to do next
I would sheepishly change my gaze
Paying attention to the teacher again
When I try to talk to you
I'd feel insecure not knowing what to say
When I finally started a conversation with you
I could never manage to look directly at you
You would always look into my eyes
But I could only manage to glimpse into yours
And then I would nervously look away
Whenever you sat near me
My heart begins racing a thousand m
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
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