Evest0108

Dare to Not Care

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Dreaming of Forever by Evest0108, literature

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Dreaming of Forever

I dreamt of forever, but it was over too soon. When it was gone, it left only remnants of the swoon. The last ringing notes of an unforgettable tune And a gust of wind erasing the words written on the sand dune Torrid and horrid, putrid and lame, I look over the wasteland to see that nothing’s the same. I open my mouth, only to realize the words are too plain, the thoughts are too morbid, the notions, insane.

Failure to Break by Evest0108, literature

A Life of Sunsets by Evest0108, literature

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A Life of Sunsets

The sun gives off that rich golden hue, Bathing me in vividity and warmth. The spray of water collects on my cheeks as dew, Betraying the fleeting nature of the moment. Only those like us can appreciate this Oh-so-temporary heaven. A loving glance and a longing kiss, Between the sky and the earth. Only those like us can be completely immersed in this ephemeral state of bliss. We tend to expect only the worst And believe the opposite will happen. The light fades and the moment ends All too quickly for my liking. The will of the fallen never bends, but the dissolving of heat leaves it broken. The grass crushed beneath me cuts in

Thunder Struck by Evest0108, literature

The Face Beneath My Skin by Evest0108, literature

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The Face Beneath My Skin

Look at me weird. Think "What the hell Is wrong with this chick?" She smiles too much. She's a little off. She can't shut her mouth. Yes, I may act silly Or out of control. But what you don't understands is: Pretending is the only thing keeping me From reaching for that bottle. Yes, I may smile Or crack jokes. But what you don't understand is: Acting is the only thing keeping me From cracking under the pressure. Yes, I may laugh Or talk too much. But what you don't understand is: Faking is the only thing keeping me From jumping off the ledge. Yes, I may be nice Or let you walk all over me. But what you don't understand

Bifurcation by Evest0108, literature

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Bifurcation

One is two and Two are one Creeping in the shadows. Show yourself, it's done. A split, A fracture, A divide, A rupture, Between reality and Societal constraints. Between feeling and Self-made restraints. It's just going through the motions, It's proper etiquette and Silly notions. Outwardly, we blindly Follow procedures. Internally, we examine Deeper features. So now we stumble Down old paths, Through old corridors, Into lukewarm baths. Eating hot tamales. On cold days New frozen waters Meet tried and true ways. See my spine straighten as A hardening occurs within. See a cruel smile on my lips as A shell envelop

Jump-Start My Heart by Evest0108, literature

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Jump-Start My Heart

I'm worn out. Emotion has dried out. Cried out. Feeling has died out. I'm too tired, To want to care; Too numb, To care to be aware. Go through the motions. Kill all of the emotions. I lack a smile, but also the tears I lack joy, but also the fears. I just need to escape myself. You need to revive yourself. Player on the stage, Put on a show. Fake the cheer, Bow your head low. Take the appearance of being normal Waltz for one, but It's all too formal. El Tango de Roxanne, They'll watch you dance. All eyes on you, so Don't botch this chance. Play La Cumparisita. Start to let go. Feel it in your veins, For the

Daring Romance by Evest0108, literature

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Curtain Call by Evest0108, literature

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Curtain Call

He was confused, But I am a slave. Let the tears fall in private, But, for him, be brave. What did you expect, That time would stop? Come on, show's over. Let the curtain drop. The audience is leaving, Disillusioned and bereft. The magic is gone now. Players, exit stage left. All consuming and engrossing What's left is an empty stage The room slowly grows cold Shut emotions up in a metal cage. But when you look back, Look with love not rage. Let the memories assume The tenderness of age.

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Dreaming of Forever by Evest0108, literature

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Dreaming of Forever

Failure to Break by Evest0108, literature

A Life of Sunsets by Evest0108, literature

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A Life of Sunsets

Thunder Struck by Evest0108, literature

The Face Beneath My Skin by Evest0108, literature

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The Face Beneath My Skin

Bifurcation by Evest0108, literature

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Bifurcation

Jump-Start My Heart by Evest0108, literature

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Jump-Start My Heart

Daring Romance by Evest0108, literature

Role-Reversal by Evest0108, literature

Curtain Call by Evest0108, literature

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Curtain Call

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Eve of Content by ARTnoob, literature

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Eve of Content

Don't you know I started pushing Because I was starting to fall But you couldn't know All my lies were tall It was all meant to protect you From the hurt inside of me Because I fear my face will fade Long before your ending day My hands wanted to clench my throat Tear the words from my tongue Scream out that I want forever But it wouldn't be that long I still remember why I had to try and hurt you And all those cliche movies Had to go and be true But even with my hesitation I never lost that love You're smile will always ring out In my mind, as pure a dove

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Downfall by alexiuss, literature

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Downfall

And in this dark harvest of season My life has completely lost reason, For which or against to decide. All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide In sadness and in kindness In light and in darkness. In a boat made of hope I shall sail to tomorrow, In a winding hurricane Made of treachery and sorrow. There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear... Piercing, slashing though my head. Starting somewhere in heaven, Ending somewhere in hell. Fighting, burning, crying, crashing. Are the armies within. In my head they are all thrashing. On the heaven's and hell's whim. To be light or to be darkness. A perpetual array. It's not merely my choi

19 Years Old by CloudNumber8, literature

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19 Years Old

I was just nineteen years old When I cut myself in two The boy I wanted them to see And the boy they never knew Hid my hollow bones away I've been hiding ever since Yes, you may see the odd smile But only ever a glimpse But my heart was never broken It was born in several pieces And with every passing year The size of the segments decreases I was just nineteen years old When I died for the first time I did not cope so well With leaving my childhood behind I didn't want to face up To these wretched bent back blues But will I give in to the struggle? No, with respect I refuse See my grandfather gave me The stubborn heart o

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Jan 8
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Deviant for 13 years

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I'm a massive contradiction. Get to know me if you dare.

I made this account so that I may view my friends' works without the whole filter thing. But now I think I might as well make use of it.

Favourite genre of music: ROCK OUT
Favourite cartoon character: Tom & Jerry
Personal Quote: "Love me and I'll adore you. Dance with me and you'll hold my heart in your hand."

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Josephine Wall

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The Boondock Saints, Hero, The Labyrinth

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Criminal Minds

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

AFI, Breaking Benjamin, Metallica, Three Days Grace

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Anne Rice

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Dancing, Reading, and Writing

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Evest0108

Aug 13, 2012

Dare to Dream

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More often than not, my dreams disturb me. Yet they let in a glimpse of a motive, a wish, a desire, a fear, a suspicion. Rarely do they make sense. Rarely can I understand them. Rarely do they stick. But last night's did, well, partially. I don't know what to make of it. I'm walking through a barely lit corridor. The light source comes from the open doorways which I walk past. The light is warm. Like from a candle. Yet I know that this light is too strong to be from such a thing.  I don't look towards a single doorway that I pass. I'm focused on a certain door and nothing can deter me from it. When I reach the door I'm to enter, I find th

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You're amazing

As yet known, far less amazing than yourself.

Evest0108

Jan 25, 2012

...But only because I love you more. That's the pretty much the only contributing factor to my amazingness.