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Deicide Her lithe fingers idly tapped the arm of the comfortable chair. Thoughts scattered and trembled like leaves on a cold lake. Was she doing the right thing? Would she be perceived forever in disdain by selfishly succumbing to failure? Will she finally be at peace? As she pondered, the careless change in countenance betrayed her hesitancy.

“There is no turning back” The voice boomed.

Her brows furrowed in annoyance. She tried to digress but he stood cold like a carved stone. Seeing that she couldn’t delay any longer, she composed herself, stared straight into the dark hollow eyes of the tall shape looming majestically in fronDeicide by ~ohchaste

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Reassurance The time is not right, not yet.
We must part for now
It ripped me to shreds inside
The pain is like liquidified ice on my facade

If it was to be;

Close your eyes lovely baby
I’m here with you when you cry
Here to see you smile
Move your tiny hands and legs,
Stare up the sky, gurgle and drool
Laugh your tender little heart out

Stop worrying, I don’t want to see you frown
Tomorrow is going to be like today
The sun is going to shine on a very healthy you
I’m going to embrace a very happy you

Do not fret if he’s not here
He’s as near as the skin on my body
But we don’t need him, baby
I’ll proteReassurance by ~ohchaste

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Redemption She sat in the living room sofa, breathing slowly. Eyes melting to the wall in front of her, fingers flicking the thin metal in her tiny hands. Kicking the coffee table leg in front her of her repeatedly without realizing it, she fumed, "If only…".
The phone rang. She had been expecting this call. She picked up the receiver with tears heavy in her eyes, and adrenaline rush shook her fragile body to the point of a slight orgasm.

fragments of shattered glass cushioned her fall
the color crimson stained her lips
the echo of her heart beating rapidly in her head
(the sound of his voice "Get up, i know you can. This is what you want, cunt. YoRedemption by ~ohchaste

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the safe vault A key is missing.
Where was it misplaced?
Would you spend some precious time searching for it?
Would you do it for me?

But what will the key unlock?
Have you seen the lock and the chains?
Is there even a lock to the key?
Would you risk wasting time for something uncertain?
Would you do it for me?

What if the key was for a door?
Or a vault
That was meant to be unopened.
Or undisturbed
Would you still try to find the key to unlock something uncertain?
Would you do it for me?

If the key is broken,
And rendered useless,
Or destined to be missing forever, and fated not to unlock anything
Would you still try finding the key even the safe vault by ~ohchaste

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Sep 20, 2006, 8:55:56 PM by ~ohchaste
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I hate the way I procrastinate, I hate the lack of discipline for time management. I hate the way my emotry are generic and boring. I hate the fact that I love to write but couldn't hold a thought for 5 second. I hate that I like to demean myself yet I cry when people treat me subhuman.

I don't have anything new to post at the moment. There's a couple of prose but I'm too lazy to touch it up.

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Current Residence: sitting dreamily on Alexi's lap
Interests: poetry & prose, weapons, cars, dead people.
Favourite band or musician: not telling.
Favourite genre of music: Rock, with bits and pieces of metal and indie thrown in.
Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, Douglas Adams, Thomas Harris, Stephen King, Friedrich Nietzsche, and lots more.
Tools of the Trade: Pen && Paper