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It's like passing time by deamonkia, literature

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It's like passing time

There was slight heaviness to her and, he never paid much mind to it. Though at times he would catch himself looking at her from the corner of his eye with what he had come to understand as awareness- or maybe it was just his tension that was making itself known. Either way, there was nothing more soundly precious to him-or her at that, then that of their silence. when she moved her shoulder back and sighed, he looked up from the page he was reading " Darling, how do you see the people on the outskirts of your reality?" Looking over her shoulder her dark eye’s grazed his.He sat back with a small smile and replied " Oh how you lead you

It's not a rage, it's a sadnes by deamonkia, literature

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It's not a rage, it's a sadnes

It's not a rage, it's a sades that gathers all my beings memories and eating them like a nightmarish monster that crawls out of decayed eye sockets and dwells in the the gaping belly of the dead. This is the emotion you've left me with and it makes my bones cry and chest heave with doubt and loathing.And for what? Because I've allowed a part of myself to be pawn and there for my complaints against you are void but you of all people knew that from the start and it is that which makes you most cruel.

Darling by deamonkia, literature

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Darling

" Darling, I'm hungry." It's all she need speak, no playful jesters or ongoing phrases simply, that she need be fed. Oh how he ached when her melancholy tone graced his human soul. A beckon of sorts, not of human delights but of an intention of other sweet craving was displayed on the Moon's light. Beast he knew to be still and without sound graced her sight, a gaze so lugubrious all in a moment had frozen time vigorous heart screaming in its human frame. "Let me lay a glorious feast, for no love of mine shall be starved" Lycanthropy, a beautiful sight when the full moon is high. And so he sang and sang to his love until at last the lungs i

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A thought process by deamonkia, literature

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A thought process

If we're walking on this path with no divine hand, oh mighty am I this human that I move on what my mind and body try to think. This meter of time and this never ending self seeks to know its frame so to know that you and I exist. If, and you give up your peek of glory you know your mind knows that it on its own, gives into the thought of potential, of the ideal perfect form as in, mine and your "I". Let me feed my soul and give birth to that "I", this potential of self and knowing both this bettering of place and the carrying of your minds self and your" I" to place this perception of less than perfection but damn near close to the unknow

Who's to say by deamonkia, literature

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Who's to say

Things that are but, never seem to share the same existence you know your stardust filled pours consist of are the things that wake the comatose part of your neurology. How do you go about daily doings after realizing that, thought you've been awake, your mind and soul have been sleeping and are now acting like toddlers waking from their afternoon nap ?Hard concept for some and for others, not so much. Were we not all made from the same big bang? Yes, we are but, who's to say that though your chromosomes are 46 making 23 pair that we are the same? If that were the case, wouldn't it be you asking the question and I the baffled one? Yes, no, w

Moon and Sea by deamonkia, literature

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Moon and Sea

Where the hearts of men falter there are those who, when given the grace of affections, See the ripples that one's soul emanates. Matters of mind are never in the forefront of a seeker, with not light to guide him. All this being holds is the heaviest of things to hold…an undying love wrapped in forget-me-not's and unspoken promises. What a sight to see, ah yes indeed, the wandering soul that need only a star to find what it is he seeks . Will you line the streets and mock him as he races to catch up to the outgoing waves his heart aches For? What you mock, what you fail to see, understand, is the power of an aching heart and torme

Fable's by deamonkia, literature

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Fable's

Tonight, tonight a thousand times tonight Framed souls with caged forms glide to and foe in light of grievances' That fear eternalness that night doth show them. Come O'er to the side of the night at ye too shall find the hands of a souls keeper Cold and unwavering. Oh the weariness that places it's self in thy forged heaven show's it's grace when thou lose thine self In it's emptiness. All the atrocious story's of the here after are all but true. How doth one begin to make amends with all the dead? The halo thou wore a top thy head now chocks thee like a noose, till a'las Thine soul is worn thin and the blood in thy body is

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 19 years
She / Her

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I'll paint you a portrait with words.

Favourite Visual Artist

Daniel Merriam

Favourite Movies

The Fall

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I like a lot of music so i cant really say that i have a favourite(lame i know but its the truth)

Favourite Books

The Giver,

Favourite Writers

Longfellow

Favourite Games

haha kig of fighters 99 (old i know but awesome)

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keybord?and or paper and pen?

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drawing,writing ,reading , and longboarding

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deamonkia

Dec 2, 2012

All Day Project

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Alright, I spent the day going through ALL my writings and I edited them. I'm going to try and clean what I have up so that you guy's can read them if you so choose to. I have to say it was an inserting experience just because I got t see my growth both in in writing and emotionally. Forgive me for taking so long to do this it has been a long time coming

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deamonkia

May 24, 2012

Okay NOW it's been awhile

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A lot has happened-and I could bore you with details but because I'm a humanitarian,I  wont haha. Life is a crazy business and sometimes you catch your self falling into redundancy, and I being human have fallen into that somewhat  willingly but also unknowingly. I want to write more and I know I ill but first thing's first going to  do some house cleaning and edit the crap  outta EVERYTHING ..-______- this is  going to  fun... any who hope all is well were ever you may be or not be ,haha until next time,yes? _ Lain

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deamonkia

Jul 24, 2011

It's been a while,no?

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I'm not sure what I wanted to say in this,I feel like it's more like a not to  myself. There's something that I can't quite put into words going on in my head and I see it in my writing,it's strange to see how something though unknown to you is driving your imagination to new point on a journey with words.I'm not use to how fast the spurt's are or how dark my writing is as of right now.Not all that sure why some how I find in necessary to step into a strange mind set so easily. I guess what I want to say-write, what have you,is that I know myself well enough to understand to some degree why I write what I do but as of right now,I can't see