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Vengeance by Switchblade237, literature

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Vengeance

In beginning, and in end Never ever, stops this trend All these people, ‘round the bend Leaving shieldless to defend Never ever stops, this trend Wrongs, then vengeance, then pretend Leaving shieldless to defend From whence was foe, now comes friend Wrongs, then vengeance, then pretend That eye for eye leaves none blind From whence was foe, now comes friend By those blind with eyes that see That eye for eye leaves none blind A terrible fallacy By those blind with eyes that see Inevitable indeed A terrible fallacy It is to strike without fright Inevitable indeed Blood is spilling through this night It is to strike with

Here's to the Nights by Switchblade237, literature

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Here's to the Nights

It was as it had been ever since he could remember. She, perfect, she, was his best friend; nothing more, nothing less, since they were born. Their entire lives, they had never been further apart than the single street between their houses. They spent night and day together, he and she, through the years and the months and the days and everything in between since their births – on the same day, no less. Minutes apart, just as always. She, too, was as she had been as far as his memory could reach. As different as night and day in and of herself. Wild, loud, quiet, shy, and just as alive as one could be. She was his very lifeblood – the best

Dying Since Day One by Switchblade237, literature

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Dying Since Day One

Fading memories Dying since day one Wind of age Pulls thoughts from our minds One by one And five by five. The light is fading The dark is too Into a neverland of grey An oblivion of thought and space Time has no meaning After it's taken it all away Evanescent sight and sound, Dulled senses And stumbled words Losing meaning Slurred and misunderstood. The mind is gone, the face is too Eyes fading into white Mind fading into black And everything else Vanishing into the grey A grey of silence, of confusion and hell Pained joints follow weakened muscles Fading as the mind The body follows The memory's path… Dying since

Life by Switchblade237, literature

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Life

Winding into darkness And falling into light Through the fading mist of uncertainty A smoky screen of reality Over the glass of the window of life Snaking footsteps Over Life's lush lawn Following the paths fore-drawn Sketching idle lines in time's shifting sand And waiting for that final toll Of death's sweet bell Drawing into heaven Into hell Into the oblivion of unconsciousness Soft smell of fire on the wind Twining close with harsh smoke Goodbye to life, to wind's sweet breath Goodbye to the freedom it offered Because I'm winding into darkness I'm falling into light Lost to the grey, the inexplicable pull Of life and

Never by Switchblade237, literature

Flicker by Switchblade237, literature

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Flicker

Flicker, little flame of mine Sputter not to dark Feed on pain, burn bright tonight This memory stands stark Flame of hope, of life, of death Feeding to destroy You'll kill, you'll maim, you'll purify You'll never bring one joy Blood will run always, it's true But don't let us forget Burn the image in our minds Anger not always has merit War will tear our lives asunder Burning bright with pain Flames of war will raze our world Their lives shan't pass in vain Broken wings, guardian angel Vengeful devil, dragon gaze Paradox of life and love Set this war ablaze Hate will grow within weak hearts But strong ones suffer too Ne

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Goodbye Again by Switchblade237, literature

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Goodbye Again

Wind sifted as gently through my hair as the sun did through the trees. Dappled light fell in ever-shifting streams to the forest floor, cool wind/warm wind alternating with each passing breath. College was coming. High school was over – all the dances attended, my cap and gown dutifully worn and cast aside into a small, dark box in our garage. I could see it in my mind, resting silent and still on the cold stone floor… All my friends were at their own homes with their families. It had struck me months ago that I might never see them again. I remembered every time I'd said goodbye to them. Every summer, goodbye, every time we changed sc

Echo by Switchblade237, literature

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Echo

Long, dark lashes fluttered closed to meet pale cheeks, awash with the glow of the bloody sun. His pale hair danced in the breeze, framing a narrow, colorless face. Bloodred lips, slightly parted, yielded to a song of breath, in, out, in, out… Spidery fingers splayed across the stone wall beneath him, absentmindedly following hair-thin cracks below. Long, slender arms were sheathed in a sweeping ebony cloak, his ashen skin hidden from view. Clutched in one thin hand was a rose as crimson as the sun itself, dark and forbidding. Unconsciously, his head tilted to meet a gust of wind, the wind playfully tossing his ghostly hair. Color streake

Flicker by Switchblade237, literature

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Flicker

Never by Switchblade237, literature

Life by Switchblade237, literature

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Life

Dying Since Day One by Switchblade237, literature

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Dying Since Day One

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United States
Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Somewhere in the U.S.
Favourite genre of music: Alternative, techno, Rock
Favourite cartoon character: Danny Phantom, baby!

Favourite Movies

The Matrix(es), LotR, Mulan, Spiderman(s), Princess Mononoke, Bambi

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

E Nomine, Cascada, Trapt, Linkin Park, Amber Pacific, Fall Out Boy, Skillet, Crossfade, Lovex

Favourite Games

Kingdom Hearts, Legend of Zelda (OoT and MM)

Favourite Gaming Platform

Nintendo 64, PS2, Wii

Tools of the Trade

Mechanical pencil. And eraser. Muchly eraser.

Other Interests

Writing, Drawing, Singing, Riding (horses, that is)

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Switchblade237

Mar 29, 2008

Yo

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Alright, there we go -- I had to have  journal title that didn't have an exclamation point in it. I'm really not that hyper, I swear! ANYway, there's a new deviation up... I'm not dead! Just lazy :) Happy Spring Break to everyone! Let lack of school rain down upon you!