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Were-songDeep within the forest of the mind, a spirit dwells looking out on the world through the orbs of the soul. Longingly she stares out at the wide, tame universe before her. The spirit begs for release, and the one she lives in can hear her, like a silent cry in the night.  The girl stares up at the moon, calling out to the night, knowing deep inside what dwells within. She tries with all her heart to release that which hides in her heart, tears fall with her frustration. She can feel the fur behind her eyes, the fangs waiting to erupt, muzzle that can scent the wind.  
Throwing back her head, her howl drifts out over the forest, joine Were-song
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Two-WolvesIn a place and time apart from all, exists a place indescribable. Epic tales of battles fought and lost, stain the standing stones herein. Heroes lie face-down in the mud, casting their last in vain for an ideal that only they can understand. No happiness can be found here, only sorrows from those lost.  In this place, sides heaving from running here for the final confrontation, two spirits pant, hatred in their eyes. On one side, is a wolf of the purest white, her fur sparkles in the wan sunlight filtering down from the clouds. Her heart is pure, free and kind, full of love for those she calls hers. Eyes of emerald green look at her opp Two-Wolves
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The day the towers fellA soft breeze caresses my hair, I lift my face to the sun.  Smiling I feel the warmth on my skin, the coolness in the shade.  The sand shifts beneath my feet, waves crash on them.  
Slowly I walk, enjoying the peace of the day.  
Gulls wheel and circle overhead, seeking crumbs from the crowds.  Peace fills my spirit, this day of all days.  On a day such as this, bright, sunshiney and clear,  the world changed, forever.  The eyes of the East turn to the West, as the towers burn and fall.  Families torn apart, dreams dashed in the blink of an eye.  Spirits flee the fires, the steel, glass and wo The day the towers fell
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UntitledWhat is this effect you have on me?  I never knew what it could mean, to feel this way for someone else.  Why does my heart beat faster when I see you?  A glance from you and I become soft, your voice plucks my heartstrings.  When did you become so dear to me?  The time it passes so slowly when we are apart.  When did my spirit call to yours?  I have looked for you so very, very long.  Where did you hide when I sought you?  I always knew where you were, but I never knew how to find you.  My heart asks these questions when we are together, it cries when we are apart.  Can it be that I am d Untitled
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Sun Sep 3, 2006, 8:40 AM
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I hate having a three day weekend from work, with absolutely NOTHING to do! It's only Sunday, and everyone else I know is either working or don't wanna do anything with me.
Suppose I could work on the three threads that I started the other night, but that is only gonna take me a few hours, and I've got three days to kill!:stupidme:
At least Louis is having fun at MFM, but I wish that I could have gone with him. It would be a far more interesting weekend than sitting here, waiting for someone to say "Hey! C'mon down, we're having a party!" Or "Hey, I'll come pick you up and we'll go hiking, watch a movie and have a good time."
Guess I'm that unpopular...:depressed:
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  • Current Residence: Portland, ME
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*xainy:iconxainy: Oct 6, 2006, 10:45:26 AM
Thanks for the watch and the fav! (:

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~yaoi-mage-ahoy:iconyaoi-mage-ahoy: Sep 6, 2006, 6:27:21 PM
Hey, thanks for the watch!

Squee in the dark,
Your favorite Yaoi Mage

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Quotable Quotes:

So you bang both guys and girls?
Sorry to be the little critic that could, but...
If God was a fabric, it would be corduroy.
I think we leave them alone...
We have, like, five words.
*Moorcat:iconMoorcat: Aug 26, 2006, 8:45:33 PM
great stuff....

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~moonhart:iconmoonhart: Aug 26, 2006, 8:50:13 PM
Thank you... that means a lot. :aww:
~yaoi-mage-ahoy:iconyaoi-mage-ahoy: Aug 26, 2006, 7:48:42 PM
From the looks of it, you are a poet. Let me be the first to welcome you to dA. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me. I look forward to seeing further works by you.

Squee in the dark,
Your favorite Yaoi Mage

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Quotable Quotes:

So you bang both guys and girls?
Sorry to be the little critic that could, but...
If God was a fabric, it would be corduroy.
I think we leave them alone...
We have, like, five words.
~moonhart:iconmoonhart: Aug 26, 2006, 7:54:34 PM
Thanks, man. You're right, I'm a poet, and though I don't think it's much of a talent, I'll leave that to others to decide.
~yaoi-mage-ahoy:iconyaoi-mage-ahoy: Aug 26, 2006, 7:59:26 PM
Well, from what I've read, you're a budding poet. Keep practicing, and you'll be an expert in no time!!!! :)

Squee in the dark,
Your favorite Yaoi Mage

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Quotable Quotes:

So you bang both guys and girls?
Sorry to be the little critic that could, but...
If God was a fabric, it would be corduroy.
I think we leave them alone...
We have, like, five words.
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