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The Rain by OracleofNight, literature

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The Rain

lost and alone the rain is your only friend hiding the tears you cry hiding the fact that your heart breaks and that your soul is dead swallowing your grief endlessly pouring down down down as your tears open memories ones you want to erase you keep walking keep crying as you leave your soul to bleed and scream to the wind "its not okay" calling for help calling for love calling for the pain to stop and all the while the rain falls silently comforting you while hiding the tears you cry over lost love broken dreams and a single shattered soul

The Willow by OracleofNight, literature

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Ravensong by OracleofNight, literature

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Ravensong

Looking down, creeping into destiny, watching in fascination as my fear leaves me. I arrive at the bottom no expectations, then the songs in my soul. I look into faces trust, honesty, future, and I get a sense, a sense of mystery. I look around, up in the trees, hearing the creek, and peering through the woods. Then I see the raven. Mysterious, beautiful, unworldly, and I know in my soul that I am him. And the raven flys off leaving me empowered, as i climb to my destiny, Awakened, Curious, then Gone.

All Fall Down by OracleofNight, literature

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All Fall Down

When we all fall down Spinning faster Faster And never getting up We lose sight Of the things that Make us Human. For we are mortal beings Prone to forget, Learning to lose, With everything to gain, But we still fall down. Are our worlds to fast? Are we to blame? Or is the world just meant To make us And break us? Just whatever you do Keep spinning For when we all fall down It will be to late . . .

The Fall by OracleofNight, literature

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The Fall

i see the ledge yet i can't stop . . . i see the end as i fall into the abyss. there is no bottom, no sides, no ending, just eternity . . . alone. alone with memories of days gone by, loves won, lives lost, and the pieces fall out of place. So just sit there and watch me fall, watch in your pittyless life watch as beauty dies and watch as love leaves. for when someone falls and no one is there to catch them . . . . . . . . . . . . they keep on falling . . .

The Tapestry - A Self Portrait by OracleofNight, literature

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The Tapestry - A Self Portrait

I spin the web of my life the truths the lives the judgments made. I add in the power of spirit the loves lost the lives saved and the pain in both. I weave in the world the family the lonliness and the tears. An image starts to appear . . . I keep weaveing keep adding keep joining the ends realizing this is not my life. This is the web of hundreds. The web of people hurt people pained people lost and people loved. The tapestry is almost done . . . I cry over lost words, things not accomplished, love that went by, and people I lost. I cry over the torn, the hurt, the pained ones, and those not remember. The tap

Broken Wings by OracleofNight, literature

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Broken Wings

When all he said was nothing at all, and compared you to everyone . . . and never catches you when you fall. he would shot down you dreams and kill your love, and with the dying eyes you saw him, the fallen angel. Laying on the ground bleeding his tears, and all you want, is to make him feel loved. Should you go? Should you stay? should you wipe his tears away? should you tell him it will be alright? shoudl you put up a fight? Then you realize . . . he doesn't want to be helped or hurt or loved . . . he just wants you to see, see what he has become, see what he is, see his pain, see him with his broken wings lo

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Shadows Queen by OracleofNight, literature

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Shadows Queen

She runs down the stairs, And trips and falls, She runs out the door, The shadows she calls. Panic stricken, A deer in headlights, Running all over, With no were to hide. The things are following, Out of shadows they fly, The darkness cascading over her, She quivers and cries. "I am not your queen!" She cries to them all, "Take back your crown, Or the empire will fall!" The shadows stop, Not one breath, Frightened by life, Threatened by death. But on and on the shadows will fly, Over the mountains, invading the sky. They grab their goddess, With their deathlike hold, They drag her back, To her hell of old. She fights

Running Asleep, Sleeping Awake by OracleofNight, literature

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Running Asleep, Sleeping Awake

Turning around, Spinning, falling, Faster and faster, The world crumbles down. The sun comes up, Burning the sky, The moon follows, An icy ball, As my hot world freezes. Left alone in a blanket of night, Like a soul lost in the abyss, The abyss of time, no love, No light. I am running asleep, Or sleeping awake, I hope this is a nightmare, But I don't want it to stop. The wheel keeps turning, Around and around, Faster and faster, More and more, Then it breaks. Maybe I could hide, If I were invisible, Maybe you would love me, If I were invisible, But I already am. I laugh out loud, The voices are funny, Scary, happ

The Flight Of Woe by OracleofNight, literature

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The Flight Of Woe

Drawn to me, An absence of love, Left right a way, On the wings of a dove. Found again, Through the lost darkness shown, Bright as a candle, Whose flame is unknown. Channeling spirits, spells, and more, Her soul is what I once implored, Brought to me by boundless fate, What can I say? She came to late. Hair as red as an eternal flame, Eyes that shine and sparkle in fame, Her soul flow from the mightiest sword, She falls away, broken, adored. She tried the fruit of death, The mushrooms of gore, She went to her world, Of rain and storms. She sang her songs, And talked to the bees, She slowly went crazy, By talking to tree

The Celtic Thorn by OracleofNight, literature

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The Celtic Thorn

For Elizabeth Drinking up life, Her pen is her sword, Her hair is a fire, Her soul a thorn. One of ancient times untold, Living, breathing, the world of old, A goddess trapped in the sands of time, Her lover to her, she will eternally bind. A fairy strayed out of raining woods, Battle the pixie for her lover's fate, Enlist the help of the pumpkin king, To destroy the pixie and make her eternally wait. Her soul is the strongest, Matching hearts creed, When she lifted Excalibur, She was set free. Free to wander, Free to roam, Ever enticing, The sounds of her moan. But let me warn you, From the rose that was born, Forever

Death Be Not Proud by OracleofNight, literature

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Death Be Not Proud

Trapped in her chaos, her mind growing numb, she's loosing her balance, in your mind she will come. She's trying to fine, the answer to prayers, but she already knows, God is not there. She's lost and alone, but likes it that way, for only alone, can she have her say. She cusses and spits, is a true man at heart, trapped in a body, the crowds, her beauty will part. She is now in the room that her life revolved round, ending her life, saying no sound. When they find the beauty, in the middle of a crowd, she has written in blood, "Death Be Not Proud!"

The Untouchables by OracleofNight, literature

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The Untouchables

Wandering through life, the mists covering all, they groan and they cry, their tears cover all. These men that i love wish no harm to me, but would not be seen, even by thee. I look through the distance, at these untouchable faces, knowing that i, am oly part of the races. The races of men, of weirdos and queers, i'm wondering now how to survive these years. I just look on, at those untouchable faces, all i need now, is to have some patience. I see these men, their love i crave, but i will die knowing my quest was in vain. I look in the mirror, and break the glass, i tear up my wrists, i cut and i slash. And as i

Frenchie by OracleofNight, literature

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Frenchie

She started off life in the eye's of the world, the little french girl, with little brown curls. Now she is a thing to be seen, a force to be reckoned with, her soul is not mean. Her hair frames her face, a light in the sky, ripping open her world, she jumps out and flies. She flies to the moon, her crystals are tears, crying over the fact of her loveless years. Over mountains and streams, and canyons she flies, singing the eerie world's lullaby. Lost in her world, in a trap she is caught, never to be seen, lost forever in thought. You can walk through the door, that is marked "Ward D", out to the balcony you wander,

The Nightmare by OracleofNight, literature

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The Nightmare

It started out nice, my way or not, the day was all sunny, the temp was not hot. It started out nice, those key words, with bunnies and rabbits, even some birds. Then the sky got cloudy, the day got red, and all of a sudden, i wasn't in bed. I was running through a graveyard, headstones in my way, trying to speak what i could not say. And there she was, the demonness from hell, cracking a whip, holding a bell. "In case you get lost!" she snarled at me, i started to see, i would never be free. I ran on some more, her following my tracks, then i stopped, death was a fact. I turned around, and she cut off my head, s

Left Apart by OracleofNight, literature

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Left Apart

all alone, with no where to hide, the world is alone, with no one to confide. one life, one love, torn apart, by the heavens above. soon it will be marked, the love of a life, left torn apart. not by these hands, their love was forced, ended with tragedy it had followed it's course. why put life in the hands of death? ending the love, shatterd at best. as these two lovers, together never to be, making a vow, that lasts eternally. the pain of their heart reflected the cuts of their wrists, dead in each others arms, being apart they would never risk.

Loved By You by OracleofNight, literature

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Loved By You

loved at last by the hands of him, forever the want is now not a whim. the girl that he loves will never know, how far he will go to keep her to him. she is vain, naive at best, to think that the bruises were only a test. how far will he go, is what she once asked, now she is silent, her eyes are just glass. she finally leaves him, her life for she fears, just as she should, for he shed not a tear. now she has moved on, a burst of intuition, and suddenly a BOOM from behind the partisian. as the life blood flowed into a pool, her vision then changed into two, and the lasts words she said were, "this is what it is lik

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A night of spirited escape by jphnx22, literature

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A night of spirited escape

Tonight, I escape to my little secret garden Where a knoll of white and purple crocus flowers Creased gently in somber repose Sway ever so sweetly between my fingertips, to and fro Reminding me of my lonely thoughts, drifting alone Under the silver moonlight and star flecked sky The warm summer night air sweeps the willows nearby As a fragile perfume gathers up around, into a scented breeze Woven softly together by the little wings of light I see As here and there, nimble fireflies swirl about I am nestled here, amidst this pleasant alcove On the edge of an indigo pond set starkly before me Dreaming of love lost and gained, tim

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Of Roses, Lies, and Tears by OracleofNight, literature

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Of Roses, Lies, and Tears

have you ever clutched a thorny rose? letting the blood seep out of woes, finally hitting the bottomest low, and the worst part is that it shows. have you ever just stood in the dark? feeling the power of loves sweet mark, hearing the call of the deaths shadow lark, walking through the shadow spirits arc. have you ever wonderd why people lie? pour out their hearts with the tears they cry, try so hard but never manage to fly, sit all alone watching the days go by. have you ever worshiped the night? been given the strength to start this last fight, been overcome in an unearthly plight, cry out your heart over the power of his mig

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Current Residence: Palm Desert, California
Favourite genre of music: Anything
Favourite photographer: Candace Hoover
Personal Quote: "why throw stones in a glass house? it only hurts!"

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Picasso, Monet, Rembrant

Favourite Movies

Fern Gully . . . yeah when i was like 7

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Christina Millian

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Edgar Allen Poe, Stephen King, . . . Me

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my voice, my pen, my life . . .

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magic, occult, history, philosophy

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OracleofNight

Mar 12, 2007

Art Trades

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So i would like a new avatar or I.D. . . . but unfortunatley my artistry kills lie in writing alone i am afraid . . . if you would like to talk about you making me something and i will write you a poem, just for you, then please message me back . . .

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OracleofNight

Mar 10, 2007

Hi i Guess . . .

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As you all know it has probably been a year or more then i have been on this sight. I have done a lot of soul searching and a lot of thinking. A lot has happened because of these soul searching questions of mine, much of which i will never discuss, but some of you will care enough to ask and for those that do i will tell the honest truth. Jus letting you know that i am back and writing again . . . hope it is for the best!

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OracleofNight

Sep 14, 2005

New Man

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So i have a new boyfriend that treats me nice . . . love you all but got to go . . . i'm busy *wink wink*

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Vampirella87

Jul 21, 2007

_{Hey there

How are you?}

Thanks for the Fav!

Thank you very much

Hey therre, I bear greetings from Kristina. She sends her love and wants me to tell you that she turns 18 next week.

xxxcomputerhacker

Sep 23, 2005

Hi!

Thanx for the ~watch deviant watch my friend..guess I can call you that now right!

Sakuragirl

Sep 14, 2005

Laivine wants me to say hi to you for her again and also to say that she really misses talking to you.
I'll try to get her on my account one of these days so she can write you a message

Sakuragirl

Sep 15, 2005

I'll be sure to tell her next time I see her!