| I'm really not much of an artist. I very well suck at drawing. And most of my poetry seems rather trite to me, after reading it a few times. I tend to get really excited about a certain piece, and I just think it's fabulous. No editing, nothing. It's a terrible habit. ^_^ I'm really into music. I'll listen to anything but rap, and R&B. You know, hip hop. I don't have anything against it, I just don't enjoy most of it. I enjoy a lot of popular artists' earlier work. You know, before they were taken over by the media and their creativity was revoked. P= I love reading. I really do. Words have this really odd and special meaning to me. Indescribable =] /There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening but there's no sound/ |
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ThunderI crave a thunderstorm. A flash and a rumble. I crave destruction.Thunder
I crave the rain.
The sparkling light that shatters. Momentary bliss.
Exploding in the sky.
Too long the clouds are dry. The land at peace.
I crave chaos.
by ~Snowdeth
RageDancers' toes are burning Writers' minds are turningRage
Fingers dance across the page paper hearts become my stage
Arpeggios ring bright and true rotund operas right on queue
Laughter slips from silver tongues resonates from weary lungs
Sounds of silence, not quite sighing a thousand troubled people crying
Drive the public near insane singing verses so arcane
A thousand times Good Night, my foes no longer have me in your throes
Now proved my pen can best your wit your falsest card, forced to quit
by ~Snowdeth
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Now, I’ve got some graphs for your ears which require closer examination.
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