

Contradictive IdentityContradictive identityContradictive Identity
I am: Your saddest angel, your defiant doll, your frightened child of a love, your raging storm of carouseled moods and emotions, afraid, of pushing you towards the edge. Yet... I am also trying to be: your rock, your tree, on the edge of the cliff to cling to, before the ocean can
swallow you whole.


False FlowersI wrote this today, in British literature. Thank you for the inspiration, Cindy and Bronwen! ^.^False Flowers


FreedomThis is my first piece that I have ever submitted, and I am very nervous about it being up here, to be honest. Constructive criticism and tips are, as always, highly appreciated. There really isn't much more to say, other than I hope you enjoy reading it. It is a poem I worte for my poetry writing class for an exercise that involved composing with the topic of our personal thougts about life, and what freedom meant to us.Freedom
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I should finish college in December '09.
I am the Lead Artist for Forever Interactive (ForeverInteractive.com). Feel free to join the Visions of Zosimos (our first game) public forums at [link] !!!
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†..everytime I bleed, there lies a reason to live..†
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The Final - Dir en Grey
*hugs*
~Emis
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Maybe Lucky, maybe Lucky, I dare say I'm Lucky...
Don't mind me 'watching' you neeeee????
I like your poetry XD;;;
Yay, first page comment
~Emis XOXOX
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Maybe Lucky, maybe Lucky, I dare say I'm Lucky...
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