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Love Tick by accoviolet, literature

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Love Tick

Time never took a moment to breathe, The clock on her knees begging “Wait!” My hands are tired of running circles for you Turmoil, turning with each tick of time- No more. Love is a race, braced, retraced- often misplaced And never won. Tender ticking of a heart beat Seconds just begun. Mahogany face can’t help but wonder, Grasping in blunder Of her intangible love. Charcoal arms wrapping moments that can never be caught Or brought back, Seconds turn to minutes turn to hours turn to days The clock taking each opportune moment to say, Love me love me love me Take the time to love me But…Time races on i

Highway 85 by accoviolet, literature

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Highway 85

Tires of my politically outspoken vehicle Hum against the pavement Engulfed by darkness, firework lights dance across the highway Possessing a language of their own, in conversation we engage, The night brings life with each breath Rhythmic, inhale, exhale, a choir of essence Images intertwine themselves, cascading into positions Pieces of lifes puzzle No box born reference picture, I am unsure whether to first approach the edges or the core Blindly seeking substance. I never was an expert in seeing through the dark. Bathed by the heat that reigns from inside my mobile sanctuary I am soiled by each hot breath which sweeps my f

If Only I Could by accoviolet, literature

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If Only I Could

You are my sun, my moon, my rain, my wind. My breath when I cannot breathe, my eyes when I cannot see. Your waves wash through me and I simply cannot remember what it was like to be with out you, to ever be alone. And I whisper I love you into the peach fuzz of your ear, wondering softly, will you ever truly know just how much. I read a book once, before my innocence was tainted, about two rabbits. As the gleefully played games of "guess how much I love you" I would smile and wonder if I could ever love someone like that. Now every once in a while I take a glance your way and I feel pity for those rabbits, for I know they could never guess ho

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Trapped by accoviolet, literature

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Trapped

youve got demons in your eyes they way you curse me with your touch caressing me slowly theres something about this room the concrete is cold under my feet its too dark to see you but i know your there persistant as always in teasing my heart your claws dig in tearing ripping blood runs down my neck i feel your body against mine warm deadly you intoxicate me an urge never satisfied one day, this drug will kill me if you dont do it first i can feel your fingers in my hair pulling screaming the walls are closing in now im thirsting for your love feeding off my blood i need you the frigid air bites my skin you hold m

Baby by accoviolet, literature

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Baby

Weird am I? Youre just insane Running around like a wind up freak Crazed Its summer don't you know The sun hits our warm faces Popsicles drip on my shoe Covered in dirt Sprinklers are screaming Laughing on the wet grass The bus rides are worth it love Just for smiles Sweet rain hits us Invigorating Refreshing A little taste of living The sun is setting Its getting cold The logical side of me says, go inside The bed bugs will get you We'll stay out here flying kites Till the crickets chirp so loud we go insane And well run from the shadows Run run run run Two horridly depressed children Caught up in the thrill of life

Rambling Infatuation by accoviolet, literature

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Rambling Infatuation

under the moonlight is where we shall dance wearing black dresses, like the one i wore the night we met all laced up like a china doll take me past the color of your eyes ill follow you into the shadows where we'll laugh, like the little kids we are let your heart do the talking happiness comes soon enough grab your partner, swing them round dont forget those sweet kisses and trust me doll youve got a face worth lovin

Love Hates Kitchen Utensils by accoviolet, literature

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Love Hates Kitchen Utensils

A shriveled piece of cellophane Sits lonely On the counter Next to bowl and lid All the confusion returns His temptation To cover bowl To be nearer to bowl Causes discomfort in the kitchen Silly cellophane, He is transparent Easy to comprehend His frayed edges are plenty visible Always trying to blame everything on them Isnt he? His purposes are left to the imagination Without bowl by his side He believes himself useless Incomplete without her But bowl has a decision to make Torn between two Mr. Cellophane- Attractive, Clear, And simple. Or fabulous lid- Colorful Bright And full of life As all knowing refrigerator

Daddy how i love you by accoviolet, literature

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Daddy how i love you

Daddy how i love you Waiting for the pain to come, or a tear to fall. Throwing bricks, keeping myself from you, burried cold in a grave of steel your face lies blank from emotion you are invisible to me invisible as i desire to be. Needles and pins stick my fragile skin as each blow hits harder cannons, hitting a wall built to withstand hundreds and the wall crumbles weakening, untill finally, it bows at its masters feet a dozen white roses hang from the wall shedding petals as i cannot a piece of the pie is missing and it kills the baker to think he has ruined his masterpiece everything and nothing, wrapped into a potpour

Where we lie in the spectrum by accoviolet, literature

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Where we lie in the spectrum

Shimmering, sliver, slivers of shattered shame sparkle, as misplaced saphires in a sea of sorbet and solitude. icecream and peace Eluding all that is All that was, All that will be In essence of time Time, Place, and motion Soft, scarce, timid motion friction of your body and mine Nonchalant in the non-conformities of this naieve non-existant and nearly nuetral way of living. Normally. A mourning candle lit to dim with no need for light and no reason to mourn engulfed in a world of chubby thighs, and a good big mac turkey blood for the turkey weak? dancing a deadly dance to doom and depression as we desperatly cling to

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Love Hates Bird Cages. by accoviolet, literature

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Love Hates Bird Cages.

An old rusty house, long deserted Paint peeling, windows barred off Inside lives a crippled old woman Dead. She need not eat nor breathe Existing meerly of ghostly porportions A roll of celophane melts on the back burner A bowl sits lonely on the shelf, lost and confused Alone, small carissel is splintered and broke Where once a young girl loved, Only ashes remain Love will always hate. Perspective shift To small room-back corner. A lone sign of vibrant life One small bird Petite and pondering Whistles escape her beak as though song is her only freedom. She dances between metal bars Enchanted by the way they glisten Sl

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United States
Deviant for 17 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: Awful Colorado
Favourite genre of music: Anything that speaks to me
Favourite photographer: Ivy Marks :-) Cause i a-door her. Also, Firefly photography because they make me look beautiful
Skin of choice: My own ;-)
Favourite cartoon character: the little mermaid... yeah I\'m lame, it\'s okay
Personal Quote: \

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dhali, actually

Favourite Movies

V for Vendetta, Amelie, Pans Labrinth, American Beauty, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Rocky Horror,ect.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

He Is Legend, and many others

Favourite Writers

Sylvia Plath

Tools of the Trade

makeup, pen, paper, siccors, some other stuff

Other Interests

Dance, Theatre, uh.... life? oh, and girls :) i like those

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accoviolet

Nov 10, 2008

Just saying hi

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Because I haven't updated in ages. Damn. Sorry for the absence.

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accoviolet

Jun 29, 2008

Happiness runs in a circular motion

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It's been a bit of a while since I've journal updated, it seems it's time. Quite frankly, I am so happy right now, things seem as though they're nicely falling into place. Camp has been wonderful this summer minus the whole exhaustion bit... true colors is this weekend and the global is shortly after that and then my birthday and just all sorts of greatness. Not quite sure why this required a journal entry, but so be it. I am feeling great! It's splended. Also... there is a new update to the Love Hates series if anyone cares to  check it out. K thanks Also... this Leave a comment on this journal, and I will: a) tell you why I friended you,

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accoviolet

May 11, 2008

Rambeling Needed

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God I really need to write a song. Like really badly. Like... If I don't get some of this emotion out right now I'm going to explode hard core. I feel terribly empty, and odly full of so much I'm going to burst. I have far too much love to give the world. My creative juices are on overload. I'm so happy I could cry and so lonely I don't think anyone could feel the void right now. Well... theres someone. I want my head and heels to be back in their usualy place I don't think it's possible for me to feel hunger anymore. Damnit damnit damnit What is this? Sorry...