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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 08:06:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have been listening to a fair bit of Regina spektor lately.<br /><br />and to be brutally honest with you, her music makes you question and wonder whether or not the substance of your being is substantiated by your actions. you try and try to please and work around peoples problems and opinions. You believe yourself to be the guilty party, and probably for the most part, you are. But as i see it, our world isn't measured by rights and wrongs or by the fabric of our lives. rather its measured by one factor. one colour.<br /><br />Blue.<br /><br />Blue lips, blue veins.<br /><br />blue, the colour of our planet from far, far away.<br /><br /><br /><br />we are human, and the hardest lesson Ive had to learn is that being human is natural and perfection and balance are unnatural, they never work nor do they exist. I take everything that Ive seen so far in this short life of mine not at face value. Rather i try to see past the exterior, its hard.<br /><br />its hard to see the positive in a shit situation, but as humans, our greatest strength is our faith in each other. don't forget one another.<br /><br />once the ones you love are gone, there are no more conversations, no arguments, no words, no laughter. there's no warm, no cold, no struggle and no great story of overcoming great adversity. just the stranger at the bus stop who says hello and smiles.<br /><br /><br /><br />be human, stay human.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 04:04:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ PEGZ THIS FRIDAY!!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 05:20:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this world which raptures yet repels simultaneously, confuses me and pushes me towards different outlets of expression and personal rebellion. i wear many masks and i sometimes fear that these masks will eventually define who i am and who ive become all the years. all these years pishing myself to be someone i thought was the best i could be, i now realise i was pushing in the wrong direction. i shouldnt have even been pushing myself in the first place. i should have allowed myself to be. allowed myself to flourish. and whatever would be, would be. but by the same token i take these experiences as a learning curve and take the fork in the road and put it in the direction i feel i should be heading. we all make our own destiny, and all out faults we have only ourselves to blame...<br />
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but by the same token, for every conquest. relish the moment, because you, and only you made that one moment happen. be yourself, be confident, have the self discipline and the fortitude to stand your ground and fight for what is right, and what is yours.<br />
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never lose sight of that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 04:46:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i awoke this morning to crisp air and the smell of dew. the world seemed enchanting once more. turn my eyes to the sky and i notice the sun peering down upon me through a hazey cloud. its amazing how something so simple as a beautiful day can make you realise how much everything in your life means to you. how in one moment you can be sitting down drowning your sorrows through the betrayal of another and moping about all the things you want. and now with an enlightened perspective i sit here oblivious to the things i dont have. and you know what...<br />
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it is by far the most liberating feeling i have ever experienced.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>the 99 that got away</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 16:29:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and to the darkest depths, i hate myself. the facade i have projected for so long has now engulfed me and taken over. ive had enough of being ashamed. i want to be me and be free. i dont want people to expose the worst in me, i want to see the best for myself. ive never seen that side. ive never been happy to accept myself, i dont know who i am. <br />
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im lost. plain and simple.<br />
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dont come looking.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>IM BACK KIDS!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 02:43:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ just posted some new work! good to be home!<br />
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Peace!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>bad day at work</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 01:46:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .ever reached that point where you cant take it anymore. you wake up and bam ure compelled to work, compelled to watch as your mind grows weaker and you can feel it and you cant do anything about it? i sit here as ten marching bands put on a showstopper between my temples, my skull so happening to be the bass drum. slip inside the ways that we destroy ourselves. be it short-term or long term. watch it. in a matter of days the tunes that rings in your head can change and what was so uncertain is now clear. sum up what its worth. sum up if u want this. sum up whether these people actually give a fuck that you go out on a limb to turn up at 830am across town, jumping and pimping public transport to be punctual. fuck em i say. im young. im free and fuck these shackles.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Blow Me Away</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 00:13:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [Verse 1:]<br />
They fall in line<br />
One at a time<br />
Ready to play<br />
(I can't see them anyway)<br />
No time to lose<br />
We've got to move<br />
Steady your hand<br />
(I am losing sight again)<br />
<br />
[Bridge:]<br />
Fire your guns<br />
It's time to run<br />
Blow me away<br />
(I will stay, in the mess I made)<br />
After the fall<br />
We'll shake it off<br />
Show me the way<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Only the strongest will survive. <br />
Lead me to heaven when we die<br />
I am a shadow on the wall<br />
I'll be the one to save us all<br />
<br />
[Verse 2:]<br />
There's nothing left<br />
So save your breath<br />
Lying awake<br />
(Caught inside this tidal wave)<br />
Your covers blown<br />
No where to go<br />
Holding your fate<br />
(Loaded I will walk alone)<br />
<br />
[Bridge:]<br />
Fire your guns<br />
It's time to run<br />
Blow me away<br />
(I will stay, in the mess I made)<br />
After the fall<br />
We'll shake it off<br />
Show me the way<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Only the strongest will survive<br />
Lead me to heaven when we die<br />
I am a shadow on the wall<br />
I'll be the one to save us all<br />
<br />
Wanting it back (DON'T FIGHT ME NOW!)<br />
<br />
(Here it comes!)<br />
<br />
(DIE!)<br />
<br />
[Chorus:]<br />
Only the strongest will survive<br />
Lead me to heaven when we die<br />
I am a shadow on the wall<br />
I'll be the one to save us all<br />
<br />
Save us all<br />
<br />
<br />
Been playing halo today haha got into the mood so yeah get into it too! ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 21:44:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .the disconcerting feeling of loss is something i wish upon noone. it tears from the insides out and will magnify every feeling of inequity. it doubts you. it makes you doubt yourself. as i stand unaware acting purely on instinct all of this is undone, and the world balances itself out once again. its strange.<br />
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but this is my promise. that the world was founded on a butterflies wing. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 21:25:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And with all that has fallen around me the world seems to make sense once again. the mountains moved and the seas swallowed themselves. And all i see is the undenying affection which i hold so dearly in my heart. to appreciate the best in things, you need to see the worst. you need to understand that memories are what make us. the reason we all are, where we are is because of the experiences which shape us as human beings. <br />
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 01:16:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and the single crystal terdrops which hit with such ferocity down my cheek almost shattered what was left of my lifeless facade. The floorboards just kept rolling onwards, toward the door, where my hate stood and my love ended. These walls had seen so much, i wonder if they'd tell anyone of the stories they'd seen or heard in this room. <br />
<br />
and i kept thrashing, kept moving and wandering like they did. Benign to all that was going on around me.Sometimes complacency can be your worst enemy, and love? Love'll get you killed.<br />
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not only messengers are shot.<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
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<b><sup>PeMcUz! United, Join The Revolution!</sup><br />
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<a href="http://www.defanima.deviantart.com">PeMcUz!</a>  -  Dictator/General/THE LAW<br />
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<a href="http://www.eshima.deviantart.com">DiZzy!</a>  - Treasurer </b> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>THANKYOU!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 02:48:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>3000 PAGEVIEWS!<br />
<br />
is a Shadow Deviant <br />
is Male <br />
is a deviant since Sep 9, 2004, 8:41 AM <br />
is subscribed until Mar 12, 2006, 2:42 PM <br />
has 3,000 pageviews <br />
is located in Australia <br />
is online <br />
is currently  <br />
is an MSN Messenger user; liam.pembroke@gmail.com </sup><br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
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<b><sup>PeMcUz! United, Join The Revolution!</sup><br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.defanima.deviantart.com">PeMcUz!</a>  -  Dictator/General/THE LAW<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.eshima.deviantart.com">DiZzy!</a>  - Treasurer </b> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Sunlight Theory</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 05:52:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.and this summers day brings a down pour and with it all the emotions i never felt in past relationships. and with tomorow's new dawn brings new sunlight, and it beats down on my neck, and the warmth lets me know I'm alive.</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://DefAnima.deviantart.com/journal/7541195/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 02:38:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> .do you figure rain actually has a purpose besides us all getting wet? maybe it's time we washed away the dust from our shoulders, maybe we need to wash everything away.<br />
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sick sick, my heart. sick sick, my heart</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>THIS IS SOOOO REDICULOUSLY NOT READABLE STUFF!</title>
                <link>http://DefAnima.deviantart.com/journal/7486137/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 06:35:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>OKAY! for those of you that dont know, most of my mates call me pemmy. Heres the story, im bored as hell, and thought id google search pemmy, and some bitches who stole my shizzy are up there, so visit them and abuse em. that is all haha <br />
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<a href="http://www.angelfire.com/nj4/pem/">[link]</a> - Like Woah! Fan Clubs...No you shouldnt have<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.pemmy.com/">[link]</a> - I'm a domain mofo's, buy up!<br />
<br />
<a href="http://pemmy.deviantart.com/">[link]</a> - you go too far<br />
<br />
<a href="http://home.att.net/~jw.middleton/pen_fw.htm">[link]</a> - Sweet! a chick has my name too<br />
<br />
what else is cool to googlise???<br />
<br />
meh, over it<br />
<br />
ohhh<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.uqu.edu.sa/en/index.php">[link]</a> - i think these guys had some trouble naming this uni, whatdoyareckon?<br />
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BTW I HOPE EVERYONES CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS WERE A BLAST! KEEP SMILING!</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://DefAnima.deviantart.com/journal/7437743/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 07:12:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .I love to deAth my inebriated self. he's so fun and cool. but seriously to be honest. my point of view right now is skewed. my love is conflicted and challegened. idont know if my judement is correct, or if im just making the decision for the fact of making it. I want to open up, i want unleash everything. but im so scared they wont understand, im so scared they wont see my side, they wont see me for who i am.<br />
<br />
<turn off the lights, turn off the judgements<<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Misled Devotion</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 06:50:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.and the wind whisped beneath his feet as if the world had been caught up in some sort of decay. The festering disbelief in human decency. I scream at these walls yet they speak no evil and hear no evil, speak no truth and hear no fallacy. this ledge seems so far from the gorund. But i believe. i know i'll survive if i jump, i know tomorrow we wil laugh and wish i had perished with that rustic sunset. But for this moment, I am free.</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>beneath this exterior.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 09:25:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.and i swear.with all of my being.that the way we are now.is the way we'll always be.i refuse to let myself take this granted.to take you for granted.without you. n o n e of this would seem right.and as i stand benign of how much i mean to you. we embrace in blindness everything that makes each day worthwhile..just know that i have a breathed easier because of you.<br />
<br />
.you are my heart.</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Irony?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 05:40:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> .today i watched the sunrise, today i witnessed the birth of something new that was completely beyond me or anything pertaining to my essence. I was alien of this experience, and never saw the intricate details which wove together to form this canvas we see each day and never stop to understand why there is light. Why there is pain. <br />
<br />
.the inability to pass words from my own lips is probably the worst thing any one individual can begin to imagine. To have so much that you want to say, minus the words to convey these very thoughts.<br />
<br />
.there is light, so we know that there is darkness.<br />
.there is pain, so we know that we're alive.</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 20:55:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ JARED CLARK ROCKS MY SOCKS!<br />
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THANKS FOR THE SUBSCRIPTION BUDDY!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 05:33:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ | I'm coffee. |              | I'm ciagrettes. |              | I'm just one more drink. | <br />
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I'm        everything      You're     addicted    to.        for  all of the wrong reasons.<br />
 <br />
I'm               over               it. <br />
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and        You? <br />
<br />
You're still in love with me. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Interlude - Draft 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2005 02:24:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the distance between the sweet semlling secent of euphoric beauty and myself, was not even an arms length away. So close i could feel it seeping like acitone into my open pores. Its strange how the best things are the worst for you. How one can feel incognisant to the pain of another. But thus, at that point the daunting realisation and understanding of the worlds continuum sets upon our starcrossed hero. As the night sky paints a canvas of a barren city scape shook to its core, our hero stands unnerved and the perils of persistence rattle his brain like a marble in a tin can. "If i cant understand me, who can?" He mumbles in a husky tone to himself "If i am unable to see past my own prejudice, where does this dormant soul lay to rest all the anguish which weighs upon this heavy heart?"  As the wind whisps, the chimes signal his exit, and in an instant, he has never existed.<br />
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for a book my self and <a href="http://eshima.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/s/eshima.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="eshima" /></a> are wiritng and illustrating ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Anti - Virus Doesnt Work</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 22:21:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.guess what kids.<br />
<br />
my comp got royally rooted and i had to reformat.<br />
<br />
sooooo now. i have none of my psd's or any of my programs aint virsues grand!<br />
<br />
but!<br />
<br />
i should be up and running in no time, ive organised to get CS2 and lotsa other stuff, sooo u'll be seeing alot more work in the comin week or two<br />
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DONT FORGET ABOUT ME LOL!</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Its Enough...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 19:22:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .stop.right now. <br />
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.i dont wana stand out here on my own.i know you want to be here with me. yet i dont need anothers company to be sane in myself. i need to know my struggle was not in vain. that i fought with fortitude for what was at the time. the quintessential of my existence. now. its not enough. i want to wake and see the sun for what it is. not what you or the rest of the world sees it as. to know that the heat i feel on my skin. and deep within. isnt fake. that my world. does need you. more then i like to admit. now i stand alone in this studio. bouncing from wall to wall inside my mind. yet still. standing so still. im caught in a freeze frame. yet the seconds. minutes. and hours till tick down. please. make me feel.   make me want you.      she grabs my hand.                   the warmth.<br />
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.it isnt fake. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>I See You Smiling</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 00:04:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>now i know. now i feel. now i see. i need this. i need independence more then i needed you. i need to know i am worth something to someone out there. and just as i promised i would be something great one day. i make this promise that i will be the one that you wished you never abandoned. <br />
<br />
and now someone leaves their thumbprint on my soul. the first time ive smiled and felt it in months. the dawning of new seasons has always meant something to me. the chance to start fresh and for once stand in the sun and not have to worry about getting burnt. because theres sunshine in your smile. <br />
<br />
.all we have is here and now. make me shine for you. </sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>This Time Imperfect</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 21:01:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>I cannot leave here, I cannot stay,<br />
Forever haunted, more than afraid,<br />
Asphyxiate on words I would say,<br />
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue,<br />
<br />
There are no flowers, no not this time,<br />
There'll be no angels gracing the lines,<br />
Just these stark words, I find,<br />
I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak,<br />
I'd share with you could I only speak,<br />
Just how much this, hurts me,<br />
<br />
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave,<br />
Just like all I loved, I'm make-believe,<br />
Imagined hard, I disappear,<br />
Seems...no one will appear here and make me real,<br />
<br />
I'd tell you how it haunts me,<br />
I'd tell you how it haunts me,<br />
(cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams)<br />
I'd tell you that it haunts me,<br />
(cuts through my day, and sinks into my dreams)<br />
You don't care that it haunts me,<br />
<br />
Oh!<br />
There are no flowers, no, not this time,<br />
There will be no angels gracing the lines,<br />
Just these stark words I find,<br />
I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak,<br />
I'd share with you could I only speak,<br />
Just how much this hurts me,<br />
Just how much you...<br />
</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Worth Getting Up?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 23:41:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.the dank and dark light which semi-illuminates this room, reminds me of the melodramatic stage play being acted out over and over in my minds eye. .hurt like i did. .die and die again like i did. .and this light still seems to find me. .as much as i want to hide and forget this world for all its worth. .and now im banging my fists against the floorboards. .my head against the wall. .and through all of this. .all i wanted. .all i wanted. .all i wanted.<br />
<br />
.if you dont know by now.<br />
<br />
<br />
.you never will.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 22:33:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> .the lord works in mysterious ways.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>first time in a long time</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 03:10:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.and i'm lying here.wishing someone knew me.wishing someone knew where i was at.wishing i wasnt falling at your feet.begging for you to want me.<br />
<br />
<br />
.i spent that night alone.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Sunsets In The Viet Mountains</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 06:37:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.drop everything right now.<br />
.drop that phone in your right hand<br />
and leave the number by the change jar.<br />
.i promise i won't leave without you.<br />
<br />
<br />
we'll see this world together, i promised.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>I've Heard You, Listen To Me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 20:52:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>i dont even need you anymore.           there were times when once i thought.           .without you.        .id wilt and asphyxiate.   underneath my own regret.you made me feel like.   i was the straw of.    hay on the camels back.     and only now do i realise. you never meant anything to me.  i was blind.                                               and still am. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
.dont call. <br />
<br />
<br />
                   .i wont see you around. </sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Hide And Seek</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 03:46:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>.Where are we?<br />
What the hell is going on?<br />
The dust has only just began to fall<br />
Crop circles in the carpet<br />
Sinking, feeling<br />
Spin me around again<br />
And rub my eyes<br />
This can't be happening<br />
When busy streets<br />
Amess with people<br />
Would stop to hold<br />
Their heads heavy<br />
Hide and seek<br />
Trains and sewing machines<br />
All those years<br />
They were here first<br />
Oily marks appear on walls<br />
Where pleasure moments hung before<br />
The takeover<br />
The sweeping insensitivity of this still life<br />
Hide and Seek<br />
Trains and sewing machines (you won't catch me around here)<br />
Blood and Tears<br />
They were here first<br />
Hmm, what'd you say, mmm, that you only meant well?<br />
Well, 'course you did<br />
Hmm, what'd you say, mmm, that it's all for the best<br />
Of course it is<br />
Hmm, what'd you say, mmm, that it's just what we need<br />
You decided this<br />
Hmm, what'd you say, mmm, what did she say?<br />
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth<br />
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs<br />
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you<br />
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit<br />
(Hide and Seek)<br />
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth<br />
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs<br />
Speak no feeling,I not believe you<br />
You don't care a bit, you don't care a, you don't care a bit<br />
Oh no, You don't care a bit<br />
You don't care a bit.<br />
<br />
Imogen Heap</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Rome In A Day...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 06:58:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>this world whisps at my feet. dancing in continuum with the wind which whips my jacket and stretches amongst the cold lifeless city which i now shame to call my own. Its been days here since the sun shun my scarred face from its presence. i dont need sunlight, i dont need the life you promised me. i wont be the hero you ask of me.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Never Resting...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 07:34:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>tear.these.thoughts.like.posters.from.my.wall.<br />
<br />
my. love. was. my. decay.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Forget Me Oh...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 02:50:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup> the final scene, and i'm doing well. Didnt forget my lines, or my queues. Yet still the trap door collapses and i fall into a sea of ambiguity. Why did you leave me hanging there for so long?</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 00:48:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup><br />
<b>Jason Mraz - Halfway Home</b><br />
<br />
Well I used to walk along the opposite side of the road <br />
and made others get out of my way<br />
I used to think that I could sit and wait for the times <br />
but I know I should meet them halfway<br />
<br />
I'm halfway home and I'm on my own<br />
I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind<br />
I plan to leave here after supper time <br />
that's when traffic is light, all I need is a sign<br />
and I'll be alright. I'll be fine<br />
<br />
Well I used to think that i could just sleep and then I would<br />
dream<br />
And everything it would just come to me<br />
Until I woke one day without anything to eat <br />
Lying on the opposite side of the street<br />
<br />
I'm halfway home and I'm still out on my own<br />
I'm halfway there and I don't care, I don't mind<br />
Because it ain't my time not to stay or say<br />
Well I can't say, but you can bet that i will play my heart out<br />
I'll won't lay. <br />
<br />
I used to think that I could just sit and wait for the times<br />
But I know I gotta meet them somewhere out there halfway<br />
<br />
I'm halfway home I tried running with the flow<br />
I'm halfway there. Ain't it funny how everybody seems to care<br />
I planned to get there around supper time their serving up bread<br />
and wine<br />
All I needed was a sign and I guess I'llbe allright.<br />
I'll be fine.<br />
I'll be fine.<br />
I'll be alright.<br />
I'll be alright.<br />
<br />
(It seems to be a running theme about being fine and allright<br />
but I don't mind.)<br />
Because I'll be fine and alright <br />
I'll be fine<br />
I'll be fine<br />
</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 04:17:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>And i still lay here screaming in my bed. My throat raw from the howls which shudder these pale walls. And i still lay here in encased with the petals of daisies. Ever played russian roulette with flowers before? Its scary, oh so scary.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2005 21:12:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup><b>"Saddest Girl Story"</b><br />
<br />
So it's safe to say that we've been here before;<br />
Heart torn out, down for the count and still come back for more.<br />
This lesson is learned too well.<br />
Though, only unlearned by the time your wounds have healed.<br />
Have you had enough?<br />
I guess not because your lips are stuck to his.<br />
It's Time to say enough is enough, you would be so better off.<br />
You love him but tough because it's not coming back from him.<br />
You can't win.<br />
Stop expecting change, he's just a lost cause that you're waiting on.<br />
Take a look around, you could have anyone.<br />
So leave undeserving him.<br />
It only hurts at first.<br />
But then you will find someone to give you everything you want.<br />
Try not to go running back to him.<br />
So it goes unsaid that we've been here before.<br />
Lonely nights and endless fights and sleeping on the floor.<br />
And he's sorry, so the story goes.<br />
It's read and replayed and ends the same way<br />
Stop expecting change, he's just a lost cause that you're waiting on.<br />
Take a look around, you could have anyone.<br />
So leave undeserving him.<br />
Stop expecting change, he's just a lost cause that you're waiting on.<br />
Take a look around, you could have anyone.<br />
So leave undeserving him.<br />
</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Just Thinkin'</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 04:18:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>Whenever a door closes, a window opens it is said. But what if the room you are being thrown into is a cellar with no windows and the only door out is the one that is clasped so tight you'd peel your fingernails off trying to break the seal. To fight so diligently in the face if adversity yet only arising with doubt and self pity. So benign are we that we do not see the key hanging next to the door. Though its up just little bit higher out of our reach, all you have to do is grab the old box of olives from the corner and stand on it to make your way out of this dead end. <br />
<br />
Many a times there are no olives and even no keys. No hope, all faith lost or jammed between your mind and the door, and the both of them are constantly fighting for supremacy, with your sanity caught in the crossfire. How does one bounce off walls if they're not padded? How am I to get through a door which is manned, yet deserted. I'm controlling this door, I allow or disallow myself the freedom to leave. Even if there are no keys or olive boxes, you've gotta remember that every door that slams shut has hinges, remove the hinges and set yourselves free!</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>So How About That Weather?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2005 18:22:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>The metropolis spun at his feet, and all of a sudden it felt as if somebody had taken his eyeballs out and played a round of pool and surgically placed them back in their sockets. He was sightless. The smokescreen which was certainty, protecting him from his dreams, and the dark sky loomed overhead, like an forlorn Rottweiler, only being held back by the chain which choked him if he moved any further. The oaks which in summertime, were so serene, ranted and raved in the squally conditions and made a commotion so thunderous it seemed for at least once in this scorched cityscape, there was quiet. And in that split second the Rottweiler came off his chain and rained down on me. Swelling the banks of sensitivity and pushing me to the edge. I must make take this leap of faith, for you. You've done everything for me, so whats one night spent out in the cold.</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Discouragement Or A Realistic View Point?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2005 03:36:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup>if people tell you that there a bigger things on the horizon, remind them that the horizon is a receeding line that disappears whenever you get close to it</sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 07:03:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sup><br />
<b> Intimate - The Waifs</b><br />
<br />
Now we are so intimate do you think we could ever part<br />
though there's little love left in it something seems to make it hard<br />
I'd like to stand up on my own<br />
But i fear you will always be my crutch<br />
<br />
Did I save myself or was I saved<br />
Though I knew it was killing me - I did it anyway<br />
To think of all those years I led my self astray<br />
Knowing it was killing me - I did it anyway<br />
<br />
I see it all from the other side<br />
The prison walls around your mind<br />
These are the subtle scares I hide<br />
Looking in from the other side </sup> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 01:36:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The world zoomed past Mark as he struggled to gain his footing whilst in drunken stumble. Climbing over the grassy embankment which held so many memories. So many times he had wished that this life would produce something wrth keeping, worth fighting and dying for. A love unparalelled to his mindset, his love for the one he had never met. Wake me when you arrive at my front door, or I'll continue sleeping, and yet again you'll walk right out of my life. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>On A Clear Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 06:57:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And already my heart is pounding. I haven't even met you yet, but I know that when next years winter hits, I'll be waiting for you, and I'll paint the town in your favourite colour. Sometimes simplicity has its own charm, regardless of season. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Let Me Fall</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2005 04:41:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And the infinite obscurity consumed him as he puffed on the life taking tobacco, which eased him from all that was going on around him. The world seemed so never-ending yesterday and a second wind had brought him from the dungeons of self-imprisonment. Like feather tied down with sinkers he floated with elegance yet fell so hard, and through all this the waves of anonymity only banked upon him harder and harder. Pounding the foundations of the lighthouse, which lit the shallow bay. Rocks lay strewn across the blue-black canvas, and he closed his eyes and hoped that this was the right decision. That he hadnt yet again attacked a situation with blind sight, that maybe when he reached the shoreline, someone would be there to congratulate him on his navigational skills. I never expected you to be my first mate, or the person on the shoreline. All I wanted was your approval, yet all I see is you smashing the light, which guides me. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2005 04:00:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything was so clear, so transparent, so easy to map out. Now I wish I could swallow my pride. But eating razors isnt exactly the best way to get whats inside you, out. I hate myself for letting you leave. I hate how I cant even have the backbone to sustain even a friendship. I guess you're better off without me. I hope to God you become something great, cause that day on the beach, you were larger than life to me.<br />
<br />
Peace ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Rapids Are Overrated</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 20:19:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And he relished these thoughts and feelings of malice. Hate was ok, in the right quantity. The room spun faster and faster and still his eyes lay focussed upon the slowly rotating excuse for a cieling fan. He fell out of bed and stumbled to his feet. They were heavy. It had felt as someone was holding onto his ankles just like he did to other people when he was a kid. <br />
<br />
The room shook and he found himself in the bathroom, in front of the mirror so smashed and covered in crimson sacrifice from the previous nights activities. He stared, through a shard, and found himself. He ran water, and slowly filled the seemingly endless bathtub. Realising the water was too cold, he stopped, and jumped in. The water was ice cold, but for that one moment, he had found solace in the murky, icey shadows of himself. <br />
<br />
Slowly, oh so slowly, he drifted. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>So You Cant See Me Sleep...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 06:55:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was enthralled and repelled at the same time, within yet without and somehow in between all this madness, I realized I couldnt feel the same about you anymore. As much as the sweet scent of winters innocence reassured me. The cold swept from beneath me, weakening my knees, until I fell flat, congruent with the dust, which seemed to encase me from head to toe. Though, no matter how close I am to losing my grip, I wont forget my promise. I wont forget you. You say youll do the same, then you lie. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Bittersweet Jellybeans</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 03:35:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Birds flying high<br />
You know how I feel<br />
Sun in the sky<br />
You know how I feel<br />
Breeze driftin' on by<br />
You know how I feel<br />
It's a new dawn<br />
It's a new day<br />
It's a new life<br />
For me<br />
And I'm feeling good<br />
<br />
Fish in the sea<br />
You know how I feel<br />
River running free<br />
You know how I feel<br />
Blossom in the tree<br />
You know how I feel<br />
It's a new dawn<br />
It's a new day<br />
It's a new life<br />
For me<br />
And I'm feeling good<br />
<br />
Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know<br />
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean<br />
Sleep in peace when day is done<br />
That's what I mean<br />
And this old world is a new world<br />
And a bold world<br />
For me<br />
<br />
Stars when you shine<br />
You know how I feel<br />
Scent of the pine<br />
You know how I feel<br />
Oh freedom is mine<br />
And I know how I feel<br />
It's a new dawn<br />
It's a new day<br />
It's a new life<br />
For me<br />
<br />
And I'm feeling good<br /><br />Of late I have found myself obsessing over the smallest of things and wanting from people who just cant deliver. Feeling Good By Muse and Muchael Buble have pretty much pulled me through this rut. And in front of my invisible yet omnipresent audience, I make this blood oath. I shall keep my head high, and no longer allow those to gain the better part of me. I will allow myself to have what I want, and achieve my goals, at any cost. I figure this world is a cold place, and to get somewhere, anywhere I've gotta melt the ice to get there. So as I blaze my trail, I hope I have your respect, best wishes and support. And when I get to where I want to be, I'll look forward and see that I yet have more mountains to climb and many more lands to see. Until such time, Its a new dawn, a new day, a new life, for me, and Im feelin good.<br />
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Peace<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wooo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 05:09:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thanks! DevArt...for my free week  subscription. Lol as i have no credit  card i wouldnt have been able to try  and buy..but now lol its all good.<br />
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Wicked respect for whomever is  repsonsible for this <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Star Gazer</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 23:38:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today it rained, today I felt the cold,  today I was happy. Its strange how the  things which you avoid most seem to be  the best for you. Irony it seems, has  become my companion down this muddy,  wet road to the ocean, and I wanted to  open the flood gates on oil tankers and  drench those french beaches I'd never  see, or have the time to sit in solace  and ponder this moment. I hated it how  you walked out in my final scene, it  was my finest performance. I breathed  into the face of eternity and ushered  in a new era, for me. I remember how we  said we stand on top of the world  together and look down, and see how  small everyone was, and how enormous we  seemed to eachother. Well I'm standing  on top of this world, alone. I wanted  to cut the cables on the elevators  which brought strangers to my summit.  Just so those moonlit lovers knew  exactly how it felt to be a falling  star. But then again, I never saw you  looking through a telescope. ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Marvels and Monstrosities</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 18:33:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This hush silence sickens me. This  bitter sweet rapture which entangles  yet repells at the same time, encases  me in a room so filled with emotions  and memories it feels as if I'm being  struck from every side with open  photoalbums. And all at one time, they  drop, and the barrage ceases. And again  this silence disperses and passes  through me, in and under my thoughts,  slowly poisoning this chaos I have come  to identify with for so long. Why is it  now in my darkest hour that you tell me  I've been sleeping? I've been awake. I  have arisen every morning and seen the  sun rise, while you my beloved,  slumbered. So many times I've stood  over your wearysome body and wondered  why these gates had been open to many  treacherous souls before me, but when a  titan approaches these gates decay and  solidify and repell even the most  sincere of visitors. i'll kick these  gates down, but never enter. And should  you dare turn up on my doorstep on a  rainy day, I sincerely hope you brought  a raincoat and umbrella.<br />
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- Liam Pembroke ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Die Happy My Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 23:03:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm struggling to accept these ideals  of love and happiness. The faint  reflection of a pale complexion once  adorned by the soft tan of the suns  rays was all that remained in this  lifeless portal to me, and everything  pertaining to my exterior. I dont see  you as my great romance, I'd rather  slowdance with my shadow, at least he  knows which way I'm stepping. I see  your ignorance as inspiration. Am I  meant to be swept off my feet and  carried on soft clouds to the here  after? Or is what we have more surreal?  A realisation that though while the  paper boat floats so gently upon the  unrippled pond, ure constant movement  and splashing causes it to sink, now  all we can do is watch as it slowly  falls, tightening its grip around the  throat of what once stood tall, letting  air out gradually, slowly suffocating. <br />
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- Liam Pembroke ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>I Awake...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 05:59:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and yet another page filled with sorrow<br />
attempting to sympathize<br />
with anyone who has ever<br />
had their hearts broken<br />
<br />
tears are common now<br />
tears that quickly turn to blood<br />
as your dicreet obsession<br />
and inhumane thoughts<br />
eat away at your soul<br />
<br />
and well, I guess not everyone deals<br />
with heartbreak the same way<br />
but those who mourn are the ones who  warn us of<br />
what is to come ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>What An Eye Opener</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 04:54:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And his moment faded. What began as a  bustling renewal of faiths perfection  was no more then an idealistic mirage  being waved infornt of his face, while  the one who had kept him running so  fast against the treacherous wind  opposing, showed no emotion, no promise  in this life of fallacy. Yet still he  pushed on with the worst case, he  looked through large wooden edwardian  windows to see only his life in the  third person. And he screamed in anger  realising all he had fought and  sacrificed for, had begotten him. It's  funny how one person can make you as if  the world is in your marble bag and at  the same time tear down the foundations  which your beliefs, hopes and dreams  are based upon, that a butterflies wing  just isn't enough to hold the weight of  one relationship when you swear it was  those same butterflies which paralyse  you from the knees upward just at the  sight of those youd held so much upon.  As I fall through cushioned clouds and  land amongst an avalanche of maple  leaves gently resting, I feel the wind  pick up and realise that I am still  running against the wind and even if I  stop for one moment the sandstorm of  past hurts with immerse itself in me. I  only asked for you to remember me, and  in my time of sorrow, even you denied  me. The great romance of the 21st  century?  Yeah I'm sure.<br />
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- Liam Pembroke ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>This Is Your Life?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 23:13:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The walls in Jays apartment seemed to  move closer together everyday. Creeping  towards the center of the room where he  lay unaware, his eyes transfixed on the  ceiling above him which was rotten from  years of water damage. Secretly he had  wished that this roof would collapse  and destroy him, his cheap lounge and  the endless photo album, which lay  strewn upon the coffee table almost two  feet from him.  The carpet smelt like a  dying rodents breath so foul and fetid  rotting rainforest would be more  appeasing on the senses. Yet Jay still  lay there where the world had left him.  3 months earlier he had a girlfriend, a  job, and a mere taste of the mystique  and faith in the belief that once upon  a time this ugly world appeared once  beautiful. And for one moment, one  spell in time, the most perfect person  entered these lifeless walls and once  again, the world seemed beautiful.  Though in some part of his being he  felt encased by the ashen dust that  seeped life from the crimson rivers  scattered like marbles across his  chest.  I think he tried to kill  himself.  said one police officer to  another  I think he tried to cut out  his heart. Said the other. <br />
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<br />
- Liam Pembroke 2005 ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Food For Thought...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Mar 2005 01:33:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "...and on a better dime on this shitty  little globe<br />
we would crucify the racists and be  bashing all the homophobes..."<br />
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Thanks Ruganje ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>The Safe House For Hatred</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 10:38:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Usually Ill leave my political views  at the door, but I recently saw this on <a href="http://missmisery.deviantart.com/"> [link]</a> journal, and thought I would  share this with you all. I think this  is royally fucked and please can you  take some time to read and see what is  happening around here. <br />
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<br />
***Update - So if you word it nicely  and you dance around, treading on the  lines of the rules of this community  'self injury is not allowed' holds  sometimes but being a white supremacist  or a neo nazi is just fine.<br />
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I have had about e-fucking-nough, this  is nothing short of disgusting . <br />
DeviantART claims that it does not  tolerate racism. But what is obvious is  obvious, just because someone believes  in something strongly no matter how  radical, it does not mean they are  stupid. They may be well read, know how  to word things pleasantly to get away  with certain things, they may know how  to twist information and phrase things  certain ways. But what is obvious is  obvious and it is fucking sick. This is  where the 'policies' for this site  should be coming into play. This place  may harbour a lot of shit that could be  argued, but there are certain things  that whether or not they are partially  civil should not be tolerated in this  community.<br />
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-- 'We are not racist people. But we do  believe that there are different races  and that those different races should  stick to themselves and help their  own.'<br />
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-Modern white power today follows this  premise, they are not out to kill every  person of colour or a different race or  belief system. What they are after is  to cleanse their communities of what  they believe are people leeching off of  the hard working, middle class white  American. But they worded this well, it  doesn't say that they are racist, it is  simply telling you that they share the  same common beliefs of the white  supremist. And white supremacy is  racism!<br />
Treating people of a different  background with a different manor.<br />
Claiming that you are political group  focused on the 'rise of the white man'  why don't you just be a little more  blunt and save us all a little time.<br />
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rac·ism Audio pronunciation of "racism"  ( P ) Pronunciation Key (rszm)<br />
n.<br />
<br />
1. The belief that race accounts for  differences in human character or  ability and that a particular race is  superior to others.<br />
2. Discrimination or prejudice based on  race.<br />
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I don't care how much you sugar coat  it, IT IS WHAT IT IS.<br />
I am sure that most of you have  encountered someone so hell bent on  their beliefs that they are literally  blinded by them. There is not a high  chance in hell that they could see  differently from what they believe.  They are zealots.<br />
They think they are right and they  think that what they believe in can do  no wrong. Never be fooled by this. It  is deluded. There is difference in  believing in something and being  deluded by it.<br />
I am so disgusted that I could not bare  to continue to read what one particular  member of these communities had to say.  But go, check it out, it is probably a  waste of time challenging them, these  people are hell bent on trying to prove  why they are just: Hitler never wanted  war, never wanted to kill, Jews started  the war, Hitler only wanted to migrate  them to somewhere else, 'Hitler SAVED  Germany' , Ever since I'm a national  socialist, I see things much clearer  now. etc...<br />
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So with that, why don't we welcome our  new 'friends' <br />
<a href="http://national-socialism.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/a/national-socialism.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="national-socialism" /></a>  <a href="http://ansu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/n/ansu.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ansu" /></a> <a href="http://nazi-wonder.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/a/nazi-wonder.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nazi-wonder" /></a> <a href="http://j62102.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/6/j62102.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="j62102" /></a> <a href="http://deathshead88.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deathshead88.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deathshead88" /></a><br />
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Some of them aren't even skirting on  the policies of the site you have to be  thick through and through to pass this  one unnoticed and justified.<br />
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---Oh and incase you were wondering if  this has been pointed out by anyone to  the admins, it has and what was the  response?<br />
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- 'I agree that it is something I would  rather not see, but you have to  remember that deviantART honors free  speech on many l... ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>The Road Less Travelled</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 05:28:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is and adaptation of a story i  heard a while ago..started thinkin bout  it tonite. Basically its a story of the  judgement and that goin to hell or  heaven is our choice, we judge  ourselves.<br />
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The car jackknifed, a slid like a  marble on a slanted surface, finally  reaching the large oak and slammed hard  against the grain. Simon awoke to find  himself standing on a jagged road with  sharp rocks and ashen dust that lay  ferocious fragility upon the barren  landscape. He began to walk, stumbling  many times, yet finally working his way  up to a sea or marigolds and daisies  stretched upon the most beautiful  canvas of life he had ever witnessed. A  dog appeared and walked with Simon like  an old friend. They continued down the  road until they saw, lain far from the  jagged road stood gates of gold and  pearl. Imposing yet, stunning at the  same time, the walls of ivory shielded  the reflection of the suns blistering  rays. Outside the gates stood a man  with a beard so long and swaying, it  was almost hypnotizing to watch.  "Am I  able to come in" asked Simon, the man  replied, "You look tired friend, we  have beds inside" Simon replied  "My  dog needs water, am I able to get him  some inside as well?" "You're allowed  in here, but I'm sorry, we have a no  pets policy" The man replied.  "If he's  not allowed in, I'm not coming in"  Exclaimed Simon and he continued down  the road until he reached a humble  farm, with a gate that was barely on  its hinges and looked like it had never  met the lock on the gate adjacent to  it. Upon the rickety fence sat a man  who had not shaved in days, wore a wide  brimmed hate and had a smile that would  warm the soul and offer some  reassurance from the hard road  traveled.  "G'day, Hows it goin?"  asked the man, barely keeping his  balance "I'm fine, but my dog, I think  he needs water" replied Simon. "Now  worries, taps over there, you'll find a  bowl in the kitchen, and the fridge is  all yours" the man said with a warm  smile. " Thanks, I never caught your  name by the way, mine's Simon",  "  Name's Pete, and I already know, we've  been expecting you". ]]></description>
                <author>~DefAnima</author>
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                <title>Dinner And A Show</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 02:15:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When I was 10, I sat in the third row  of a travelling circus. It still plays  back in my mind, as we lined up to get  our tickets and proceeded towards the  vender who stood with a slanted hat,  and a grin the would cut through you  and pry into your inner most thoughts.  Upon arrival I was greeted with the  warm smell of yellow uforia with a  touch of melted butter that was known  as popcorn. Dad and I took our seats  and the lights sunk gracefully and in  suspense. All of a sudden, swinging  like a cannonball on an elastic band a  trapese artist wrote her name in stars  and let the glimmers of mystique shower  me. Our night had only begun, and yet,  I enjoyed the night thoroughly, but by  far, the best thing was...Just for a  night...having Dad there with me.<br />
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Liam Pembroke ]]></description>
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