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I talk in forevers, washing my words over your bones like I have the power to break your bonds, when really I just get to see you scream on the inside. I enjoy the pain I feel when you stroke, like sand paper grating against my chest trying to get rid of the hairs that were left over by my very own birth. Just simmer down and let me enjoy your smell. I want to taste you, see where those cavernous eyes take me [is there a light at the end of the tunnel?]. But you evade the blind claws I outstretch and I am left there motionless in motion, your smell lingering on my tongue. I can hear your laughter, buzzing around my ears, tickling my nostrils&

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Tribute to a Friend

They call me a whore. They say I have a bad attitude— I spew mean words from parches lips Only as a means of protection from Potential affection. They say there’s nothing to understand About me, That I’m just a simple nutcase, a witch, A blonde haired, blue eyed, bitch Who can snare any man I please, even any woman. Sure, I’ve slept around, I’ve done drugs, From coke to marijuana, you name it, I’ve bought it. But I’ve never sold. You see, I’ve got dignity; I don’t want anyone else to end up like me, because I’ve been There, where the sun don’t shine, where people are willing t

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Random spewing of words

People talk about you a lot, For negative reasons; They don’t see what I see. They don’t see that your words are a perfect Reflection of the perfection that is in your Eyes, those light blue voids. They can’t, Because they are blind to anything That does not entertain them. If they could just pause and listen… But they don’t have ears to hear. You are one of the very few people who acknowledge My existence, and I think I love you for that. What sort of love? Even I don’t know. I think it is up to God to know such things. And personally, I am content with that. I can live on pinky promises, On snatched

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Ana: Slam Poem

Ana Today, I ate a half an apple. Today, I stared at myself in the mirror, saw the jutting of my hips, the mountains of my shoulder blades, and the hills and valleys my ribs made. I saw With my own eyes My body And I hated. I felt a hate that no person should feel, Yet I did Because I'm fat. My name is Ana, and I weigh ninety pounds. My BMI is 14.3, and my hair is like thin straw. My eyes, They are bright blue, and they are framed by a chubby face with cheekbones that other girls would die to have. My hands, Have knuckles Which erupt from my skin like… Like… And my mind, I forget things and I forget to say things and I fo

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Spooked

I didn't know what to do. I sat at the steps and waited for hours. People came and knocked at my door, and I ignored them. They shouted and I ignored them. Someone even threatened to throw a brick through my window if I didn't answer. I couldn't bring myself to move or speak. My body felt numb, and my mind had recoiled into its recesses, where emotion reigned instead of logic. I thought of things I never spoke of to those I wasn't close to. I thought of the note in my hand, saying, "You're a damned little ghost whore. I know your secret, and I'm going to kill you." Mom and Dad had come to me and told me they saw nothing of this guy, except f

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Birth of a story in an hour or less excersize

"Oh, it's you," I said, crossing my arms over my chest, leaning against the banister of the short staircase leading up my porch. "Yeah, it's me," Matt answered. He almost seemed forlorn. "What're you doing here?" "Thought I'd stop by. Maybe apologize." He made to turn away. "I don't know. But since you're not in the mood, I guess I'll go." "Wait," my hand almost reached out to him of its own volition, but I stopped it just in time for him to turn back around. "Say what you have to say." He looked flabbergasted. "You think it's that easy?" "It's as easy as you are, Matt." He winced. "That stings. How's about we go out for a drink or two

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Two men walk out of a building excersize

Two people came out of the building, foggy figures in the smoke. Turned out, they were both men, one old, slung over a thirty-year-old's shoulders. The younger one wore a trench-coat of tan faux leather, it was burnt and tattered. The other was wrapped in a wet blanket, now drying from the flames up the stairs. The other wears black gloves, which are unscathed by fire. Softly, he laid the man down onto a stretcher placed before him like an altar. The old man groaned in pain, but the other placed his hand over his eyes momentarily. He walked away as the old man, burnt tan in the sunlight, passed out cold. The younger one was unharmed by flame

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Submission 1?

His rough, sword worn hands took a hard grip on my upper arms, cold blue eyes stared into mine, his unshaved jaw was hard set. "Listen, girl, I bought you. I paid for you. You are mine. There is nothing you can do about that. Do you understand?" he growled. I ground my teeth, staring defiantly into his eyes. No word escaped my mouth. He slapped me. The sound was loud, and the force of the blow threw my body back against the wall. Giving me no time to recover, he pressed his body into me, grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. Gathering my hands into one of his, he used a free hand to get a grip on my chin, so hard my cheeks slippe

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Two men walk out of a building excersize

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Jan 15
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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Yo, I'm Miranda, and I'm American (which means a mutt). I'm a mix of Italian, Irish, Austrian, Hungarian, Slovakian, and pretty much the rest of Europe. I still like doing random crap, and my dream of selling chains is on hold and is replaced once again by wanting to publish a novel by the end of next school year. Yay!

Oh, and I don't actually say "Yo" all that much, so I have no clue as to why in the world I keep typing it in my journals, which have been lies recently.

Current Residence: America (no, I'm not fat)
deviantWEAR sizing preference: small
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite style of art: Traditional
Operating System: Internet Explorer?
MP3 player of choice: Ipod?
Shell of choice: My personal bubble
Wallpaper of choice: Anything that I like/Something from Hyperbole and a Half
Skin of choice: Pretty? or badass...
Favourite cartoon character: ...Yusuke Urameshi...because he's frakin' hot
Personal Quote: "Do you feel blame? Are you mad? Do you feel like wooshca*gibberish*?"--Charles Manson

Favourite Visual Artist

Luis Royo

Favourite Movies

too many to count from

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Audioslave and Breaking Ben

Favourite Writers

Jaqueline Carey, Juliet Marilier, Piers Anthony, Brent Weeks, Orson Scott Card

Favourite Games

Sonic the Hedgehog is the only game I can play... so....

Favourite Gaming Platform

Sega. because that's what I play my Sonic game on

Tools of the Trade

Pen and pencil, maybe some Prisma Colored pencils (c)

Other Interests

reading, writing, drawing, watching tv, doing nothing and complaining about it...

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kinyo-bi13

Sep 24, 2013

Both parties are guilty of ignorance

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See, the reason atheists get frustrated with some Christians is because these Christians are uninformed about their faith. It is wrong to just "have faith." "Faith without works is dead," as the Bible says, so those people may be Christian, but they have no idea why or how or who. The reason Christians get frustrated with atheists is because they base everything on the lack of evidence. If a Christian says that there is a lack of evidence for the Big Bang Theory, then an atheist will jump right on that and call us out, and rightfully so. There is a lack of scientific evidence for the big bang as there is a lack of scientific evidence for God

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Sep 24, 2013

Both parties are guilty of ignorance

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kinyo-bi13

Jul 13, 2013

Read all of this before you judge me

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I am a Christian. I believe that abortion is murder. I am not pro-death-penalty. I pray every night. I say curse words. I want to start a ministry catering toward youths with suicidal tendencies. I like Game of Thrones (more of the books than the show), and I read every word of them. I sit in my house all day and crochet. I know I have no life. I am going to college this year as a Youth Ministries major. If you tell me you are getting an abortion, and you want me to be there for you, I will be there for you. Life starts at conception. If you call me an idiot, I will report you, or ignore you (depending on what you say). All opinions are valid