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Drink by duckboy626, literature

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Two Many by duckboy626, literature

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Two Many

Love me here as we lie for soon we must say goodbye, This bed is where we end till I call you here to tend what we both need inside, A guiltless act, nothing to hide, To fill an empty place within is not so great a sin, love is blind, but lust can see only one eye open, staring at she. Though I cannot see your face I hope it is me that you chase, Screaming my name was her line that is my own, but is not mine. Our secret, us, a load beyond man beyond lifting, beyond what I am, yet I stagger on, waiting for you till you give in, like you always do. One shameless act, that ruins my life, cuts out her heart, I hold the knife.

Sheets by duckboy626, literature

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Sheets

Which pains are without intention underfoot caused? Take those which we trample and take no message, Until a high stalk and we do not believe it to be a small piece from which it pierces, Can have underlying. In the discovery of the grass I find and in will always discover, Excluded, if I am there, down to step. I ask you that whether you were never that, who Tramples and know the truth the enemy is, Even, that could be a child away from the trace. Stupidity or life? The choice was made for us all, For a long time before we was born. Fifty years were ripe, but we regard them unlearned, Now we live now to twice that, but a

Bleeding for it by duckboy626, literature

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Bleeding for it

bleed in the ink, this my to soul taking a piece am or take to him completely me write for me, but more for you thus you can see, when through I am. Do not judge me for me are a man, whom I do my best that everything is I bare I can, so that you see all these words it I are. That's, which is everything there there, is not then a dusty feather and I, its whore...

Words to past by duckboy626, literature

Gris person by duckboy626, literature

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Gris person

There's another world inward of me of nothing however grey not only in which I live, but where I do go into my dreams no blue or Greens or simply even black one or white or a Brown, they are too firm I color my life in Crayola, therefore you go into my dreams, while, I mean indication pins to the chaos view into my eyes see and you see a man, you see really the empty and defective and living in a world of the Grays wishes robbed inside of the man without, where one hides

What's Inside by duckboy626, literature

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What's Inside

It is such a quite thing to fall, one moment you're on the shelf, next you're on the floor. Like a rotten orange with a fresh peel only on the outside does it look good. Almost impossible to open till it rolls off, from the skin no longer being able to support it. The inside finally revealed. A stench so bad even a dog, would never roll in it. A lone fly swoops down, it had watched for days the only one who knew, other then the orange, what the orange was inside. But then I was really a basketball I have bounced all eleven kinds of bouncing except the seventh never the seventh. I have bounced a mile in my enemies bounce

Words to Die By by duckboy626, literature

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Broken by duckboy626, literature

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Broken

The devils lips brush my soul Burning their brand, marking me as hers Her kiss lingers honey on my tongue Yet tastes sweeter still elswhere Her hips sway and hold sway of my mind Hypnoticly rolling as she walks, leading me on The rose she offers smells like no other The flavor leaves me longing for more I hunger for her flesh and for the blood in her veins Black hair and black wings shine lustoriusly in the moon light Lust rises ,up in me,for this perfect creation "Come now My Love" she coo's as she kisses me over She leads and I follow, all the while watching what i desire I kiss her and sink my teeth into her beauty Drinking m

Making love by duckboy626, literature

Only One by duckboy626, literature

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Only One

Love me, hate me, beat me, bleed me You know how to treat me, i found a way to let You go but forever i shall know You're the only one for me. Raped and broken i walk away yet Your spirit will always stay, Too late i finally see alone i shall always be for You're the one i need. The kiss still lingers on my lips and i still feel the sway of Your hips, Your first will always hold Your heart, It's Yours though we're apart, For You're the only one i loved. Defiled and thrown away with scorn heart gone and soul torn, Still i wander on the same, Wanting Her back is my shame for You're The Whore Who Broke me

Blades by duckboy626, literature

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Blades

What pain is caused in advertantly underfoot, Those we trample and take no notice, till a blade stick up and will not not take it, and we feel a small peice of what they, those undern eath may have, In the grass I find myself and will always find myself, except when I find my self stepping down. I ask you if you have never been the one to tr ample, and Nay is the answer foe even a child has walked off the trail. Stupidity or Life? the c hoice has been made for us all long before we were born. Fifty years was ripe but we now co nsider them unlearned, now we live to twice th at but are we really smarter? We watch in fear

Letters by duckboy626, literature

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Letters

Freeman and chase look down at me disaprovingly as if they know my thoughts and my secret and they condem me to hell for it. my weakness' threaten to overwhelm me i think ofr tonight i shall let them... I look in the mirror and see a corpse, It is a truly fitting image. She is single but is she even intrested? She flirts back but, I have always been so conservative; I never put it on the line till i know how the other feels. Perhaps just this once I could try. Something for me and no one else. I will leave her soon and it will hurt. I must leave her first. I must write this quickly as I have no clue how long she takes in the sho

--- by duckboy626, literature

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Love me here and now you will never have another chance, This bed is where we end Till we find ourselves here again To commit an act of guiltless humanity, and fufill anothers desires For what we want is each other In a moment of pure intamacy, Love is blind, but lust can see Yet i lie here with one eye open, Though I cann not see your face I can hope that you know it's me, A name uttered in the heat of passion that is my own but i fear is not mine Our secret, Us, a load beyond carring or beyond caring, beyond any man, beyond me, Yet I stagger on, waiting for your call hating myself until we're back in this bed One shameless

Dan by duckboy626, literature

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Dan

"It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times on the dead of the night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not. Much later, when he was able to think about the things that happened to him, he would conclude that nothing was real except chance. But that was much later. In the beginning, there was simply the event and its consequences. Whether it might have turned out differantly, or whether it was all predetermined with the first word that came from the stranger's mouth, is not the question. The question is the story itself, and whether or not it means something is not for the story to tel

Three is a Mob by duckboy626, literature

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Three is a Mob

Love me here as we lie for soon we must say goodbye, This bed is where we end till I call you here to tend what we both need inside, A guiltlesss act, nothing to hide, To fill an empty place within is not so great a sin, love is blind, but lust can see yet one eye open is how I be, Though I cannot see your face I hope it is me that you do chase, Screaming my name was her line that is my own, but is not mine. Our secret, Us, a load beyond Man beyond lifting, beyond what I am, yet I stagger on, waiting for you till you give in, like you always do. One shameless act, that ruins my life, cuts out her herat, I hold the knife. "

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Obsession's Edge by TheWhiteNomad, literature

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Obsession's Edge

What am I to do as haze clears As I see the source of all my fears As I look to my past with great trepidation And see that my "true love" was of my own creation Not love at all but instead twisted fixation Obsession forged like the deadly blade Which for this heart was distinctively made An obsessive desire of flesh and lust Was all that truly binded us It's been here all along Just beneath this skin It came not from another But from within And i saw as this blade was honed Saw the steel as it was wrought But i did not conceive I could not believe That this blade would become a part of me Pierce the skin right where i wa

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Current Residence: My apartment
Favourite genre of music: Yes
Favourite photographer: the dude from playboy
Favourite style of art: no preference
Operating System: My Brain!
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: My life
Wallpaper of choice: Rubber ducky
Skin of choice: None at the moment. Looking to fix that
Favourite cartoon character: Brian from Family Guy

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Shiori Starlite

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Libertine

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James Blunt

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duckboy626

Oct 11, 2012

As for my absenteeism.

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So I have been writing alot.  Unfortunately it sucks.  I have not been living up to the potential I once had years ago.  I just feel the spark has been snuffed out of my writing.  I put pen to paper and nothing comes.  Perhaps I never really had it.  I have tried many ways and locations but nothing helps.  I recently gave up drinking and I had high hopes that it may aleve my writers block.  Perhaps I will find it but now is going to be a continued time of silence.  My last ditch effort is to immerse myself in poetry for a few months.  I have started on that but am having little success.  As one of my professors said in college writing poetry

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duckboy626

Jan 24, 2011

100 Theme Challenge

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I came to the conclusion that I need to start writing again.  So I have decided to do the 100 theme challenge. I will be writing a poem using each one as the jumping off point I think about.  I will be rolling a d100 to determine what I write about and as each one finishes I will roll again .  Repeats will be skipped. 001. Introduction: 002. Love: 003. Light: 004. Dark: 005. Seeking Solace: 006. Break Away: 007. Heaven: 008. Innocence: 009. Drive: 010. Breathe Again: 011. Memory: 012. Insanity: 013. Misfortune: 014. Smile: 015. Silence: 016. Questioning: 017. Blood: 018. Rainbow: 019. Gray: 020. Fortitude: 021. Vacation:

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duckboy626

Dec 10, 2007

Sword of truth series

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So For the past seven or so years I have been reading a book series called "The Sword of Truth" In each book is a wizard's rule that the main character Richard learns along the way.  The rule in the latest book "Confessor" Is Bull Shit.  Terry Goodkind became a preachy self centered prick.  On top of that he ran out of good plot ideas so the book is mainly a shitload of really cool scenes with no apparent connection.  Here is the wizards rule from the last book. The Wizard's Rule Unwritten Confessor: Chapter 65, Page #592, US Hardcover, First Edition (revealed by Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander). Explanation by Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander: "The rule of

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jae-ashlee

Nov 25, 2010

Hai, love!!! <3

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We can help you! If you have any nude or fetish work, send us the link in a note and we'll promote you by adding it to our club gallery. It’s that easy! Even if you don’t have any nude or fetish work, being part of the club is very important and fun too! By being a member, you’ll get to find out about artists you didn’t know before. And of course, being a member means you are supporting us, which we’re very thankful for

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gidgetann

Jul 16, 2007

Thanks for adding me to your favs

Bezmo

May 22, 2007

I luv your writing and poetry <3 Its really expressive and deep and very unique in how descriptive it is and word/metaphorical idea choices, blah blah blah you've probably gotten all that praise before xD and if not, then it was an honor reading your stuffs

thx for the

no worries! when i get a chance I am going to have a browse through the rest of your gallery, i am quite sure it is amazing

Burning-Hel

Mar 9, 2007

glad to see you posting again. i like the new work.