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Part IV: The AwakeningPart IV: The Awakening/ Disenchantment   
My eyes truly open.  Wings of down dissolve.  Eyes of bronze truly eyes of brown.  Skin of pearl truly the softest flesh.  Is this my dream come true,  Or my worst nightmare?  How should I feel to know my angel is but a man?  To  know that he bleeds not black  But red, oxidized like you and I  That he scars, never perfectly healed.  Neither angel, nor demon, he is but a man.  He is but my man.  For ever flaw, every benefit every experience  He is both scarred and evolved.  Yet he still swears the same  To pr Part IV: The Awakening
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Part III: UtopiaWhen, my love, shall we be equal?  When shall I love you as much as you love I?  The day I dream of involves less romance  More understanding.  That day on which I will hold you dearest to me  And say, “I love you” without inner doubts  Without paranoia of it being unrequited  On either’s behalf.  That one day where a ring would mean nothing  Yet it is undoubted we are to be  
“till death do us apart.”  Aye, will this day ever come?  On which your curses become my blessings  On which my sickness become your cures  Family be damned  Friends be d Part III: Utopia
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Part II: The NightmarePart II: The Nightmare The Demon   
A rush of wings  Cries and frantic efforts  Pants, screams  Are they my own or that of someone else?  Before me lie that angel  Wings black with its own blood.  It calls to me, yet I cannot move  I am caged  I see it’s pain I hear it moan  but cannot truly hear nor see these sensations  They are not of my imagination,  
yet haunt like tragedies of a time deceased.  How can it call to me so  When it knows I cannot move?  Why would it torture me thus  When there’s nothing I can do.  Feathers dry to scales as th Part II: The Nightmare
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Part I: The Dream- AngelAn angel descends before me  
its beauty incomprehensible,  
its love undeserved  But it loves nonetheless  None the less nor more, it loves me.  It swears to protect  Despite my choices or desires, it is  My angel.  
To follow me till the ends of earth  To the bluffs of heaven  Far within the depths of hell.  I am grasped in arms of steel  While cloaked in blankets of down.  I stare into eyes of bronze  Cast to a canvas of white pearl.  Beneath its smiles  Beneath the humors of one who has never lived  Inside the mind of one who has seen most  I am love Part I: The Dream- Angel
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Tearing stitches.

Thu Jun 18, 2009, 1:14 AM
  • Mood: Disgust
  • Listening to: She wants revenge- Someone Must Get Hurt
  • Reading: Introduction to Bhudda and His Teachings
  • Watching: nada
  • Playing: Fallout3
  • Eating: nada
  • Drinking: nada
this is a work in progress... i never want to finish it. I dont know what to do. I feel so lost. Help me.


I though of Xanax and thought of you...
oh love, are you happy where you are?
Are you happier without me now?
I hope you kept your promises to me
Even though you opted not to keep me
Do the scars hurt?
Will I ever get to touch them again...
will i ever get to love you again?
I know I wont, but I'll never stop.
I'll always love you.
I think of Xanax and I think of you
I hink of beauty and I think of you
I think of ove and ithink of you
I think of heartbreak and I think of you
Will I ever get to do more than think of you?
I know I wont but I’ll never stop.
I will always love you
and I will never let this stop hurting.

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  • Current Residence: The little room where your conscience is supposed to be.
  • Interests: Harry Potter, Alxternative music, Poetry, fan fiction, Greek and Egyptian Mythology
  • Favourite movie: The Butterfly Effect
  • Favourite band or musician: System of the Down
  • Favourite genre of music: Alternative Metal
  • Favourite artist: Akira Toriyama
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  • Personal Quote: If god is truly just, I tremble for the fate of my country.
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~turquoisedragon Sep 6, 2009, 5:15:13 AM
Thankies for the fav!

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Mood: Love ~princesstochtli Jul 18, 2009, 10:41:40 AM
Thank you for the :+fav: on [link]
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~AriochSilentAngel Jun 20, 2009, 6:46:33 PM
Id love to my dear, actually been meaning to get on but for some reason DA wouldnt log me on for the last few days, but ive been continuing my writing, I may have found a new source of inspiration, a new muse for my writing, and Ill share it with you as soon as I can. Ill be sure to keep writing if you keep reading em ok?? ^^

Love,
Arioch

p.s: You live in Los Angeles, i just saw that, i dont know why it skipped my mind until now to ask, but would you like to meet someday?? I live in LA as well.

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