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Josette's Flames by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Josette's Flames

Dust fluffed with each step Josette took, her heavy boots kicked up cloud after cloud as she lugged her duffel across the open expanse. Music poured from the site ahead, and people moved past her, hurrying to the show. She could feel the music growing louder, the deep bass pushing her heart faster, pulsing along with the blood in her veins. It was a part of her, and she it. She could see the mass of people ahead, a crowd writhing with the auditory sensuality overwhelming them. She seemed almost nondescript, a scarf over her hair holding it tightly back, a slim black tank top and snug leggings encased her legs. Most of the people passing her

Rupture by torn-ragdoll, literature

My choice. by torn-ragdoll, literature

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My choice.

It's a beautiful fall day, a crisp late afternoon with the smells of winter beckoning and promising nightfall all too soon. I'm walking home with you, a smiling and happy facade; keeping you completely unaware of the turmoil squirming and screaming in my mind. I half listen as you animatedly fill me in on what I missed last week on our favorite trashy teen drama. I know that I can't come with you to your house. I know that if I go in the last two weeks won't have mattered, but I can't stop. I turn with you towards your street without any hesitation. You ask me again about the surprise vacation my parents spirited me away two weeks ago.

Tamed Heathen by torn-ragdoll, literature

Cricket's Memory by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Cricket's Memory

Laying in her bunk Cricket looked at the ceiling, wondering when the morning trumpets would blare, ruining the peaceful serenity of the early wilderness air. The smell of dead campfires from the previous night permeated through the mustard yellow canvas tent flaps, reminding her of the previous night's talent contest, and how she and Rosa lost to those stupid boys from Tent J. Who cares that they nearly perfectly reenacted the Beatles "Help", it was nothing compared to the dance routine she and Rosa painstakingly created and persuaded the rest of their tent to perform with them. Rosa did amazingly, such graceful movements. Rosa. Cricket

Half Tomorrow by torn-ragdoll, literature

Sweet Little Sammy by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Sweet Little Sammy

It's time we meet a little boy named Sammy This boy was always honest and good He was the epitome of a proper little boy Never would his family nor friends leave him alone His smile and laugh were oh so sugary sweet At night he would lay and of silence dream He would try and pretend to always be good They would call and cry and never let him alone He received every gift of which any boy would dream He would thank them and smile ever so sweet Take every toy from every girl and boy They would giggle and smile and say "Oh Sammy!" All he wanted was a single moment alone You know they say teeth will rot with too much sweet So this is

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Josette's Flames by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Josette's Flames

Rupture by torn-ragdoll, literature

The Truth of Romeo and Juliet by torn-ragdoll, literature

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The Truth of Romeo and Juliet

That time has come, the moment for you to savor Your final act is done, you will feel pain no more The vial drops from your finger tips, you look at your love Pressing yours to her dead lips, her beauty as that of a dove You feel the ice ravage you, you stare at her eyes They open it can't be true, you know it has all been lies Seeing you at peril, her lips twist into a smile You feel the poison kill, those few drops from the vial She rises and walks away, leaving you to die This truly was your day, you think as she says good bye

Ode to Betrayal by torn-ragdoll, literature

My roses by torn-ragdoll, literature

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My roses

The roses in my garden died long ago Wilting and fading into memory Time passes neither friend nor foe Rubbing at my mind like emery Silky red petals turning to dust Blowing away upon the wind Taking with it all my love and lust Goddess knows I've sinned Hoarding to myself natures grace Her one and only true obsession I relinquish her holy embrace To have the rose in my possession

Love feels like by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Love feels like

Can some one tell me what love feels like? I cannot seem to remember one moment Have I just swung my third strike? I believe all of my chances are spent Could my soul have no mate to find Could there be no one out there across the plane My own spirit it seems has fallen blind And pain falls through my heart like rain Now to those that know this illustrious emotion I have but one lowly simple task 'Tis only one small mental notion Can you tell me what love feels like I ask

Book, part one by torn-ragdoll, literature

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Book, part one

~PROLOGUE~ Pain swamped her forehead as her eyes opened a sliver, and sunlight from her window flashed in her eyes. Her alarm clock was screaming at her, telling her it was time to wake up to another wonderful day. Delilah groaned and grabbed her alarm clock, covering her eyes with her pillow. With a quick tug she pulled it out of the socket and threw it across the room, making yet another dent in her already pockmarked wall. She was drifting back to sleep, slipping away from her thundering headache when, it felt like she had been asleep just a moment, she heard the front door to her house open

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Tamed Heathen by torn-ragdoll, literature

Brainwashing the good things by thisbodyisnothing, literature

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Brainwashing the good things

Brainwashing the good things. In an effort to start believing in things I have locked myself in a room With a TV and a VCR-- I have loaded up on the classics: The ones which make your heart skip When you hear those lines But fall flat when I hear them. A nonstop marathon Of tight embraces and storybook endings And stomach turning plot turns And beautifully crafted words Flowing from the glossed lips of Perfectly speaking English men I'll sit in that room, hours on end Eyes forced open with duck tap and electrical shocks Connected to my ear lobes. I'll watch the unbearable perfection of The beautiful woman and th

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Greenlight Water by torn-ragdoll, visual art

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Current Residence: Seattle, WA
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XL
Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock, Darkwave
Favourite style of art: Fantasy
Operating System: Windows Vista
MP3 player of choice: Itunes
Favourite cartoon character: Harvey Birdman
Personal Quote: Angels are but ghosts in drag

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Linda Bergkvist

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Cruxshadows

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World of Warcraft

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torn-ragdoll

Jun 6, 2009

change

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I'm writing this poem I realized that much of what is on the page is very VERY old.  And as the saying goes... I think it's time to put away childish things.  I'm going to delete old pieces and photos and revamp my page here to go with the mindset and maturity leve I am at now.  I will save the pieces but I feel as I write that I must break away from my limitations.  I can't seem to write anything I love outside of a four line stanza ABAB rhyming structur

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torn-ragdoll

May 13, 2008

For any who still read

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I'm taking all my poetry and maybe some of the short stories and making a print book.  I will be making a website portfolio soon, and if there is any interest from any still here please let me know.

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torn-ragdoll

Dec 28, 2004

The Earthquake

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I don't know who all has heard about this but there was an 8.9 Earthquake yesterday. I'm going to post some quotes from news stories along with link to their own stories. Talk to your families and friends about the various charities and giving blood. I would be donating but I can't right now because of my recent peircings. Please you guys, help out. Quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Scientists describe Sunday's devastating earthquake off the island of Sumatra as a "megathrust" -- a grade reserved for the most powerful shifts in the Earth's crust. --------------------------------------

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DigitalPhenomena

Jun 12, 2009

Hey you! Thanks for watching me and stuff.

rifka1

May 31, 2009

So, I was pleasantly surprised to see that you had visited my site. I thought about visiting yours when I was going through my messages last night, but was too tired to get up and actually pull your address out of my purse...I'm lazy at 2am.

Thank you for the watch.

MakeMyDayOrDie

Mar 7, 2009

lol ty for the watch!!

Where did I go?

Happy New Year

thanks for the

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calixtevarvara

Nov 15, 2005

I'll be sure to keep watch on you too missy!
and Thanks for the compliment. haha. Those are all from about a year+ ago. I've been having trouble with my scanner!! O_o

oooh! your verrrry pretttyyyy ^_^