Just KiddingBut I'm alive, now.
And somehow almost busier than I was in the school year.
But hopefully this version of busy means more artwork.
Hopefully.
I'll work on it.
I apologize for being vacant.
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The Last Hope The dark, cold street seemed endless as she walked along, the heels of her boots making clicking noises with ever step she took. The street was void of cars, and few people were out at this time of night. Several drunken college boys whistled at her as she walked by them, but she took no notice. She merely continued to walk, head down, hands tucked into the pockets of her long, black coat.The Last Hope
"Need more time....no other option..."
Of course there were options! She had stayed at work late ton
by ~Saberiel
TragedyThey're just another tragedy, Their lives are long overdue. As they tread across the crowded floors And squeeze themselves through too-small doors, Never once noticing you.Tragedy
But now that's all about to change As they seat themselves in perfect range.
And all of a sudden, you're up and at them The looks on their faces; a priceless gem.
"Police, police!" they try to scream, It's all in slow motion, as though this were a dream.
A smile flickers across you face; They have finally been put in their place.
As they beg, shout, screa
by ~Saberiel
The PriceHow much would you be willing to pay For the game that you are about to play?The Price
$500, $600... $10,000, $20,000?
All bets are off Your money's no good Take it all back? If only you could.
It's too late to bargain, You've made your choice The gun to your head Keep your poise.
"You think you can dupe me?!" He yells into the night. You had your chance, too late to fight. Now you're stuck with what it to be.
So be careful what games you play Because if you cannot pay You might find yourself on the wrong end o
by ~Saberiel
Guard Your Tongue I stare, yet I do nothing. The blood flows from your wound as easily as water trickling through a stream, yet I do nothing. With your last dying breaths, you utter my name. But I do not reply. I merely stand over you, your own sword in my hand, the candle flame illuminating everything in a pathetic glow. Your bloodied hand falls to your side, and your eyes close for the last time. I turn my back to you, as you did to me, and walk away. The rats will enjoy your flesh, leaving your bones as a careful reminder: choose your words wisely.Guard Your Tongue
by ~Saberiel
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- Current Residence: Here. Or there. Take your pick.
- Print preference: Preferably, a print that is worth buying.
- Interests: Taking over the world -_-
- Favourite movie: I'll watch just about anything...
- Favourite band or musician: To choose just one...or seven...favorite bands would be an injustice to the music industry...XD
- Favourite genre of music: Just about anything...metal and rock are high on that list, though.
- Favourite artist: Alexis
- Favourite poet or writer: No one you know.
- Favourite photographer: (See above)
- Favourite style of art: Something dark...
- Operating System: Windows XP Professional
- MP3 player of choice: MP3? Psshhttt. CD Player.
- Shell of choice: Koopa Troopa
- Wallpaper of choice: Subtle.
- Skin of choice: Human
- Favourite game: Zelda, Blackjack, Hangman.
- Favourite gaming platform: Gamecube. Forever. And always.
- Favourite cartoon character: Vash the Stampede
- Personal Quote: "This deserves to be stabbed with a spork."
- Tools of the Trade: Keyboard, pencil, pen, Sharpie....a brain...and inspiration.
- Email: hrhitscpgoh@yahoo.com
- AIM: saberiell
- Yahoo: hrhitscpgoh
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"There’s got to be something in between,
Something they‘ve missed, something unseen."
Also, I'm a prolific liar.
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"There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved through a suitable application of high explosives."
"Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this."
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"There’s got to be something in between,
Something they‘ve missed, something unseen."
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"There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved through a suitable application of high explosives."
"Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this."
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"There’s got to be something in between,
Something they‘ve missed, something unseen."
I bet you hardly know who I am anymore.
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Did I forget something?
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Or do we all
Look. Just. Like:
Adolf fucking Hitler
With this swoopy emo-boy dreamy haircut
Dangling in our faces
Making us all indescribably indistinguishable from each other
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"There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved through a suitable application of high explosives."
"Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this."
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