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Caroline - Status: Member
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- Deviant since Dec 22, 2004, 1:04 PM
- 153 Deviations
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- 963 Deviation Comments
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Recent Deviations
It's LateIt’s late tonight, and when I close my eyes all I see is you. I wonder if you’re lying in bed awake too, although I don’t know why you would be. Maybe somewhere inside me I believe that my feelings are so strong at this particular moment that they will jar you from your dreams. But I can’t call you now, all you’d do is roll over and try to go back to sleep. I guess it’s impossible to explain exactly how I feel. All I can do is close my eyes and hope I dream of you.It's Late
in General Non-Fiction on 7/31/08
MasonryI remember the night you became a mason. I even helped. I poured the cement mix into a wheelbarrow and started crying. My tears mixed with the dusty powder and started to turn it into a gray paste. Then we started stirring it together. I would pull towards me, you would pull back. It became more and more violent until our hands were bloody and torn. We kept at it until everything was so mixed up you couldn’t tell the tears from the sweat from the blood from the original powder. It was just one big sticky mess.Masonry
We cast the bricks together. Layers and layers of dirt, rocks, and clay we dug up over a few rough weeks became the
in Philosophical on 7/14/08
Poisoned TimeYour fingers curl around mine,Poisoned Time
The key to my lock, Your eyes break down my guards, My misgivings melt away As my lips hunt desperately for yours,
My breathing quickens,
Your whispers settle in my ears Like the fluttering wings of doves, My heart starts to beat faster, But I force it slow, Painfully, painfully it creeps to a steady beat Straining to rush again, To pound with the living pulse that is love, I so desperately want to let myself free, I want to forget.
Forget that there must be an end,
That our love is laced with poison, &nbs
in Spoken Word on 7/13/08
What Happened to Mother? As Henry stepped into the doorway that had haunted his reams for years after he had been drug kicking and crying through it, cold chills racked his body. He suddenly say the shadows of that day splayed on the walls: the menacing men clothed in black marching through the room, a woman flinging herself at the foreboding figures as they began to come into view. He saw himself peering out from under a fringed bedspread, his face wet with hot tears. He sat down on the edge of a small table where his last lunch in the house had been placed before him just minutes before he lost his mother for the second time.What Happened to Mother?
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in Life Stories on 5/28/08
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Devious Information
- Current Residence: Who knows?
- Interests: Scuba Diving, Cooking, Photography (which is slowly becoming an obsession)
- Favourite movie: 10 Things I Hate About You
- Favourite band or musician: Eve 6
- Favourite genre of music: Rock- just about every style there is
- Favourite artist: Many of my friends are incredible.
- Favourite poet or writer: Michael Chrichton
- Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams, Mary Bailey Thomas
- MP3 player of choice: ipod...because I didn't really have a choice
- Favourite game: It's gotta be Monopoly.
- Favourite gaming platform: Wii! and I still love my wittle DS
- Tools of the Trade: Abused Notebooks, SeaLife Camera/Underwater Accessories, Nikon N80
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"Look at you, hacker: a pathetic creature of meat and bone, panting and sweating as you run through my corridors. How can you challenge a perfect, immortal machine?" - SHODAN
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when life gives you lemons, go to the person that gave u life and bitchslap them...
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#99 in ~Keyblade-Warriors
#215 in ~OrganizationInfinity
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Uilleann as in pipes.
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I AM GIR!!!!! YYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your art has been featured in my Journal Feature "Water". Thank you for participating.
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2008 - Year of the frog!
NICK
PS Keep up the good work Caroline
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I AM GIR!!!!! YYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I AM GIR!!!!! YYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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*WordCount : Prose Exposure
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Nous ne pardonnerons, nous n'oublierons.
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*wallpaper-club *Manipulators *Cats-Paw
thanks for the favs
mary ann
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Can you feel my power?
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"Never stop doing what you love." -Unknown
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Random Deviant
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Prints
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They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
Walt Whitman
boredness... in a box.
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"I'm a coward, not a fighter; disguised as a lover."
I love your gallery, especially the underwater stuff. I made commets and hints on some of your Photos. I hope that was OK, I'm not meaning to criticise, just to give good advice. Keep it up and have a nice day,
Joachim
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relaxen and watch das blinkenlights!
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"I'm a coward, not a fighter; disguised as a lover."
-:[!!
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Rosencrantz: Shouldn't we be doing something... constructive?
Guildenstern: What did you have in mind? A short, blunt human pyramid?
From the play "Rosencrantz and Guilderstern are dead."
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