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Angel:My Captain's Boy by Phoenix18, literature

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Angel:My Captain's Boy

It's good to see him smile again, thought Damien Havinksy as he sipped his wine, and smiled at Mikhail. "Are you sure that I'm the best man for the job? There are a lot of other guards, with much more experience," he said as he set down his glass. "You're the best and you know it Damien. There's no man out there on the border that I trust more than you. You're a damn good soldier and a better leader. In the last month, your company has had the least amount of casualties during the strikes at Almine. You're the best swordsman I've ever seen Damien, of course I'm sure that I want you. You're starting to sound like you don't eve

Forest Fire by Phoenix18, literature

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Forest Fire

Warm your tired hands by the fire That your yourself created Instead you cower against the wall Eyes as wide as the flames are high Kindled with your lies and deceit What a grand blaze you fathered Blindly ignoring the napalm footprints You left behind as you tread on us all The bones of the starving and poor Common currency, expendable income To pay the high price of your freedom You never thought you'd find your wallet empty When the final match was struck And you found your own house afire Did you regret dousing the world With careless buckets of gasoline? The god you fervently claimed Was at your iron-fisted right hand C

And We Run by Phoenix18, literature

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And We Run

The cowards pack the exits A stampede to sanctuary Oh with what disdain The Righteous Onlookers stare The rush as distasteful As the sight of the trampled Beneath the fleeing feet But the brave remain Better to weather the storm Than be caught honorless in retreat Trembling as you run No glory for the weak Laugh at the frightened And try to ignore The ill-timed shake of your hands Quiver in your sturdy boots We love fearless smiles But tell me hero How long do you intend to stay After the bloodletting starts?

Yellowed by Phoenix18, literature

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Yellowed

My favorite hiding place The smell of old tomes Rich, warm, and dusty Lend character to silence Ancient anthologies clutched To my chest, whispering Stories of better days To an ever slowing heartbeat Like concrete crumbles away So does clarity of mind Here in this place where evil Seeps through the very walls Tainted sanctuary, sanctuary still And I remain, mind leatherbound Slowly chapter by chapter Swallowed whole by yellow pages

Polluted by Phoenix18, literature

Hurt Me Ch. 8 by Phoenix18, literature

The End of Forever by Phoenix18, literature

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The End of Forever

We thought the world was ours I never believed you When you said, "This can't last forever" The days got colder But seeing us, No one would have ever known. We never heard the rafters Creaking above our heads The rusted nails And Crumbling concrete Always went unnoticed And as I lay with you tonight Under the apocalypse we created I wish I could say something Other than "Good Night"

Apples by Phoenix18, literature

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Apples

I'm alone here in the orchard And it's here I've come to be Ever staring, always staring At this lonely apple tree. The fruit is intoxicating So much more beautiful than me. Jealous I gaze, ever gazing At this lovely apple tree. Untouched by the world And that will always be So steady, oh so steady Is this ancient apple tree. I cannot make myself go And I'll never be set free Of this unspoken obsession With my beloved apple tree And when the sun begins to set On the world as well as me I will die here, right beside here By this lonely apple tree

Dirty Hands by Phoenix18, literature

The View from 6am by Phoenix18, literature

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The View from 6am

My feet hit the cold floor Stumbling blindly ahead Innocent morning sounds Are my only guide Follow the music Follow the chorus Of this energy My fingers fumble with the latch The shutters fly back And I am blinded Rendered sightless by the sun A breeze brushes my cheek Then flits away To tease another enamored I breathe all this in And the picture before me takes shape Birds and squirrels Run and flutter about Impossible green everywhere Even after all these years My innocence far behind My sleep weary eyes Still grow large The scene is so simple So astonishingly perfect And I've seen it many times before I open my

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Cry by Phoenix18, literature

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Cry

Tears blur the words As my heart is bled Onto the page A bitter river of my emotion I cannot sleep My thougts consume Twisting within my mind As the dam breaks and floods my consciousness For the world, no for me My self-pity sickens me My eyes release the waterfall And my soul stains the pillow The burning inside me Doused by this nightly rain The flames are quicly stayed Before they engulf me A sea so beautiful to me but a pool of sewage to all others I swim alone Lost in this ocean They see not the poetry in tears And so as I swim They drown In an attempt to stay dry

Bleed me by Phoenix18, literature

Into the black by Phoenix18, literature

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Into the black

Do I frighten you? Reaching into the darkness You shy away from Tonight I make yet Another journey into the depths As youe desperately try to pull me back You wish to cut the rope With which I descend To take what inspires me What is it you fear? That I will ask you to join my descent That you will suffocate in the black A pity, for as I climb down Into the vivid blues and reds withing the shadow You are left with the banal grey

A flight from Institution by Phoenix18, literature

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A flight from Institution

An innocent thought so quickly Misconstrued by you A desire to look upon the beauty of the earth Perverted into ramblings of insanity A mention of beauty In poem or song is worthless Only a means of getting attention Or sounding superior Art speaks to me and I bathe in the light of the stories they tell Because you are deaf You think the light imaginary I burn slowly as I am licked by the flames Of your insults and accusations of insanity But as the phoenix rises from the ashes so shall I And you will sheild your eyes from the brilliance of my fiery wings

Shut Up by Phoenix18, literature

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Shut Up

My thoughts are my own Not yours to judge and criticize If you won't be encouraging Then shut the fuck up I don't need your voice in my head Belittling me What makes you think that you Can put me down? Don't judge my new ideas Though they may have come secondhand Are your ideas better? Worshiper of Oprah and Dr. Phil I hate your thoughtless judgement Telling me to shut up As if you had something to say Why don't you shut up? If you are going to be cruel Then keep your face shut If you have to be ignorant Then don't talk to me I hate you Your mouth constantly spewing hateful sewage Everything you say to me, eats away At

No child by Phoenix18, literature

Prisoner by Phoenix18, literature

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Prisoner

I see the way you look at me You think you're thoughts Are hidden They're not You hate my music and my style You hate what I've become You can't stand thta I'm not As you were You look down on my tears As if I had no reason to cry I cry for you You who feel nothing You cannot see as I can You lock your soul away As though you were afraid Of the depth of your thoughts You ask me if I'm happy, No I weep to see you drowned in nothing Long ago you learned to ignore the fire within you Or did you extinguish it I would rather feel pain Than nothing at all You think that there is something wrong with me When it is you who ar

Head phone elegy by Phoenix18, literature

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Head phone elegy

play The song of tortured souls fills my head I am inspired by it And drown in it's depth For three minutes I lay in it's beauty letting the words fill Me with truth The words heal and confuse A deeper meaning buried I think and wonder why The ballad that inspires me can trouble me so Then it hits me The words find a new meaning in my mind I savor the new taste And sing along with relish The last few words of the spirits Resound in my ears As the music fades away And I smile stop

Waterfall by Phoenix18, literature

A Lost Boy's Tale by Phoenix18, literature

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A Lost Boy's Tale

He is alone His thoughts they twist Now blood drains from his cut wrist No one heard his strangled cries Now they'll hear him as he dies No one cared to see before They'll see him now forevermore His face will fill once pleasant dreams Laughter replaced by tortured screams The boy he cried and no one heard Now you'll remember every word Of the note he left for you to read "Out of my flesh the pain will bleed And through the dark I'll find real joy" He signed the this note,The scared lost boy If you had only helped him find his way He could sitting here today I grieve for him and now I see The boy was you, or was he me?

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Mistress by musical-nymph, literature

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Mistress

Long before our flame was lit, the ocean was your lover. Her greens and grays had formed the foundation of your dreamlike existence, and her beaches drew you in as if by some primordial calling. You spent your summers in her tidal pools and even winter could not drag you away. The little blue crabs reminded you of ballerinas, and their strange movements made you laugh. On the worst of days— like when your parents told you that their Joy had died, her gentle lapping smoothed all your rough edges. Once you tried to lose yourself in her depths— you swam hard until your body collapsed with exhaustion and screamed with frust

Your Sacrifice by Saphirre, literature

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Your Sacrifice

I'm so sorry that you're dead, my love the devil's debt was due, a thousand hearts he could have stole but all he sought was you. I tried to take your place instead to save you all that pain, but every time I crossed those gates you'd push me back again. "Better to die in honor to give hell it's victory, then live this world without you, love" is what you said to me. One last kiss you sealed for me pressed against my heart, then into death's wide open arms you freely did depart. I'll save that kiss forever still until my timely death and you, my love will deliver me my one last earthly breath. ~Jade

The Night Owl by Saphirre, literature

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The Night Owl

I beat you, Mr. Rooster, I saw night's fever break I could see the new day springing forth before you were to wake. My shrieks have triumphed over your silly rooster's call, sleek wings of mine skim virgin air while yours can't fly at all. You'll never spy the beauty I soak in from my oak tree, Sunlight streaming through red barn slats is all you'll ever see. I catch the best part of each day when it wakes and when it's done and when you retire from a day of work MY work has just begun. ~Jade

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Apples by Phoenix18, literature

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Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: KC Missouri, USA
Favourite genre of music: punk, metal, hard rock, classic rock, and industrial
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
Operating System: Windows XP
Shell of choice: turtle
Wallpaper of choice: It changes but it's always something AFI
Favourite cartoon character: Stan Marsh, Butters, and Eric Cartman
Personal Quote: I'm not asking you to think of one I'm asking you to give me time to think of one god damnit!

Favourite Visual Artist

Jenny Ennis

Favourite Movies

Bram Stoker's Dracula & Underworld

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

AFI, Coheeed and Cambria, Misfits, Rush, Tiger Army

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe, Stephen King, Robert Jordan, Robert Frost

Favourite Games

Sims

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation 2

Tools of the Trade

My New Yorker Notebook, ball point pen, and a vivd imagination

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AFI, communism, history, WW1 & 2, vampires, literature

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Phoenix18

Mar 3, 2005

m/ m/

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Listening to: Voice of the Soul by Death Reading: The Fires of Heaven by Robert Jordan About the title, I've been going through a metal phase as it comes to music right now, so the scrunchy faced "rockouts" are becoming quite frequent. Anyways, I'd really appreciate it if you guys read my rewrite of the Angel and Damien story. Even if it really really sucks, I have to know why it sucks. So yeah, that would be greeeaat. Things are going pretty good on the home front, I'm currently dating a quirky guy named Stephen, just as odd as I am. The homework is piling up and my band director is nearly about to pull out his hair, so basically it's bus

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Phoenix18

Jan 23, 2005

Sorry

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I'm sorry I've been away so long, what with the flute practicing and the newspaper and the homework it's been hard to get on. But I will get to your deviations. I WILL. Not much has been going on. I managed to get second chair in the flute auditions, which basically makes me first chair because the first chair plays the picollo. I've been writing a lot and I'm think of just stopping my story and rewriting it. I'll post more soon.

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Phoenix18

Nov 28, 2004

Laundry day the second

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We always seem to end up doing laundry on Sunday. I have just returned from a little bit of flute practicing, and am currently enjoying AMP's metal compilation. I'm getting into metal, and if any of my watchers and friends on this site are metalheads and would like to make contribution it would be much appreciated. I had Jenny over last night and we stayed up until 5:30 in the morning...christ am I tired. I'm getting very disappointed with the chiefs, they're having a terribly crappy season. My boys have let me down, and I am sad. Sticking by the chiefs through thick and thin is what makes a true Kansas Citian however. I have a little piece

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lyricallyinvincible

Feb 11, 2005

What's up just a random hello

Andhakara

Jan 27, 2005

Thanks for adding me to your watchlist!

thnx for the fav

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brandi-dawn-777

Dec 6, 2004

thank you so much for the fav!!

brandi-dawn-777

Nov 22, 2004

thnx so much for all of the comments .... i need to type some more out but i just haven't gotten around to it... im on chapter 20 right now.. so... yeah i dunno

BloodyHellion

Nov 7, 2004

you know what do i owe you a advatar