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Who are you?? I am Devon Moore.
Who Is [insert name]? I am the loving embrace you feel at night when you lay your head on a pillow and the cold pain you feel when your about to sleep when im on your mind.
Why Are you this person? Becuase no one is me but me.
Are you in love? No... but I have an insight.
Who? I cannot say yet...
How often do you think of this person? Alot...
Have you ever hurt this person? Yes.
How often do you talk? Whenever I can...
Does this person love you? Prolly not..
Does it hurt to know if the answer was no? Eh, it wouldn't be the first.
Do you feel warmth if you answered yes? Yeah.. though I don't show it much..
Do you hide your emotion? From everyone except a chosen few.
Are you destructive? Not anymore.
What emotion are you feeling now? Determination.
Why? Becuase.
What do yu want out of life? Well... to be honest.. all i want to do is get out of michigan and move near a friend.. if i died later that month.. i wouldn't have a problem with that happening. Id be able to die restfully.
Why do you want that? Because if you set yourself to high, your bound to fall.
What's on your mind right now? Hard to describe... Warmth.. yet a cold...
What have you learned about yourself though writing this? I'm lonely and heartbroken. LMAO....
How Old Were You When You First ....
Fell in love - 10
Lost someone close to you - 6
Drank alcohol - 12
Smoked weed - never
Got kissed - 11 or 12
Got your heart broken- 12
Got arrested - never been caught.
Smoked a cigarette - 15
Broken a bone - never
Got cheated on - never
Rode the city bus - 13
Went to a concert - 12
Met someone famous - 14
Dyed your hair- never
Got your own cell phone - 15
Had first boy/girl friend - 11
Got a myspace - never
Snuck out of the house - 10
Got in your first fight with bf/gf - LMFAO! 11
How old are you now - 16 (since September)
It's morning time and I feel like writting. I hven't had such an urge to write ever since I sold away my soul to the devil. AH THE INSPERATION!
Terror
He busted through the doorway, panting and sore. He had been running for a good minutes now. What was he running from? He didn't know. Somthing stuck fear in his heart and he had to run away. He couldn't stand the chilling feeling inside the shell of the person that was once himself.
The monstrosity that chased him was beggining to catch up. He had to pump his legs harder he had to get away. This monster was going to consume him! He had to run faster! Exausted, and with no energy his heart leaped into his thrat making it hard to breath. "GET AWAY!!" he screams at the top of his lungs before jumping over a low hand rail in the street.
Slowly, the padded footstep that were chasing him crept ever so far away. He stopped, breathless and exausted. He was under a lightpost. The light from is boring apon him body, casting a shadow into the darkness. He looked around to find that nothing was chasing him. His paranoia was still so high. He wasn't crazy. Was he? Was he just imagining this all?
A snort is blown to his right and he is frozen in fear as he slowly turns his head.... He looked behind him and there it was, that monster. He screamed so loud but nothing but the black depth of night caught his screams. It was his shadow. Smilling at him with insanity. "I will never leave as long as you have pain in your heart, and hope in your soul" It grinned.
"NOO!!" He screams at a high pitch and takes of once again. Lights flashing before his eyes. Nothing but blurs of bushes. He had to get away from this monster. It was Scaring him, Toturing him.... killing... him. He ran out into the street, not realizing it. Suddenly a honk was heard. He only had enough time to look into that direction as a sport car slammed into his feet and threw him violently into the windshield, than ten feet into the air. His life flashed before his eyes. So much pain, so much toturing. He slammed into the ground and all went black. He could hear sirens and screams. Everything began to become dull than suddenly. Tears? What this weeping he was hearing? He could not tell, his eyes were closed. Somthing dropped on his face bringing feeling back into his body. His mind came back to him. He could feel he was laying on a bed. It was difficult, but he opened his eyes slowly and painfully.
His vision was a large blur. He blinked agian, he could tell he was in a room. He blinked agian, and as he opened his eyes he could hear the weeping stop. Suddenly, he knew he was in a hospital. He bolted upright against his will and let out a cry of pain and fell down onto the bed. An arm suddenly was flung across his neck and than a wet, but warm sensation touched the side of his face.
He looked over to find caroline, hugging him ever so gently, but she had begun crying once again.
"I though i had lost you.." She whimpered out. He suddenly remembered who this girl was. Not recognizing at first begause of the rash iof events. It was the girl he loved so dearly. He had made her cry? how? He remembered. He was running form his fears and was hit by a car. He was foolish.
He reached over painful and touched the side of her face gently, the moist, cheeks of an angle. He looked into her eyes, though they were puffed up. Her body quivering. It seemed she had been crying for a while. He smilled at her, and she noiced it and leaned over him and held him close to her. He had fell off the life scanner twice and the docters were thinking about putting him down.
He was finaly consious, she had spent the last threedays with him. Not eating, barley sleeping. These past three days were the longest of her life, staring at the limp body of the boy that she had loved so much all night and all day. The docters tried to get her to leave, but she refused, and they did not try any longer.
Somthing hit the boy again. A pain in his chest that made him wince and groan in pain. Somthing inside him was bleeding. He could feel the warmth of blood inside him leaking into his lungs and stomach. He knew he was done forHer called for caroline. os soon as she rushed to his side he spoke weakly. "I know I could never prove it...But I always loved you... I will continue to... even in the heavens.." He closed his eyes, giving away to the pull on his body. He began to get cold, the life blood draining from him. Voices grew silent, and sounds grew into nothing. Than, al together, he lost himself.
Some poetry...
Together
We are one,
but we are two
Love is done
But started.
We are Away
But we close
We are love
But blind.
We are truth
but we are lies
we are love
but blind.
We are absense
But we are present
You and I
We are love
We are one
We are done
We are truth
We are Together
We are away
But we are blind.
 terinore · Sat Nov 04, 2006 @ 04:21am · 0 Comments |
