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Life WorkA clear afternoon, I walk across a dusty floor To a dusty altar, upon which a dusty Bible Is set, ancient and bound beautifully in black. I open it, The feel of the dry, course parchment is familiar To my dry, course fingers as they flip Deftly through pages I know by heart. I feel amazement and ridicule While my old digits skim over passages Which blaze across my vision when I close my eyes. Not so many people have touched my hands As have touched this Bible. My weary fingers have not helped so many And cannot lay claim to so much blood. My sigh echoes,Life Work
by ~chibi-studios
GoldI walked with a sack of gold thrown over my shoulder. I worked long and hard for each coin; I wrung them from my hands. And even as I carried them, their weight pulled me down.Gold
As I walked along with my heavy load, I passed a woman. She sat by the side of the road, drawing pictures on bark with a slab of charcoal. She didn’t have a sack of gold on her back.
I paused for a moment and looked down at her. She ignored me, concentrating on her scribbles, as if she saw nothing else. Some emotion filled me, but it didn’t feel like pity.
Sighing, I picked up the heav
by ~chibi-studios
TouchOn some summer days in the living room of the spacious house, the sun would stream warmly through the tall, simple windows, leaving a spot on the floor brightly lit. The little girl of the house never failed to lie there on such days. Inevitably, she would be sprawled wherever the floor was warmest with an uncountable number of papers spread out before her and a large box of crayons within her reach, pulling out whatever color her fingers landed on and smearing the crayon haphazardly across a page until she was bored of it. And within reasonable distance, the old man would be sitting without fail, probably reaTouch
by ~chibi-studios
Am I really that horrible?My face isn't pretty My hair isn't straight My body's not perfect And I make mistakesAm I really that horrible?
I don't like to wear make-up That just isn't me I really like to study And I don't watch TV
And I kinda wanna know I wanna know
When you're thinking about me And when you're talking about me And when you're somewhere without me How do you feel? Do you think that I'm interesting Do I make you laugh? When you're standing beside me How do you feel?
I guess what I want to know is Am I really that horrible? Am I
by ~chibi-studios
Might get some action up in here
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- Current Residence: Muncie
- Interests: Writing, foriegn cultures, reading
- Favourite movie: LoTR, Star Wars, Harry Potter
- Favourite band or musician: The Academy Is..., Red Jumpsuit Appartus, Ludo, Cobra Starship, Hush Sound, The Knife
- Favourite genre of music: Depends on mood
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- Favourite poet or writer: Oscar Wilde, Thoreau, Hesse
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- Favourite game: Jak and Daxter, Kingdom Hearts
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
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Comes in 3 delicious flavors; act now before they're all sold out!
~HugDay Spread the Love
~studio2 "Yes, we're amazing! :0"
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Comes in 3 delicious flavors; act now before they're all sold out!
~HugDay Spread the Love
~studio2 "Yes, we're amazing! :0"
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Well, I'm watching you, so heads up, okay?
There. I told you.
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I ate it.
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Well, I'm watching you, so heads up, okay?
There. I told you.
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I ate it.
=gloomy-optimist <--Cute art, methinks
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