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]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/26496751/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/26496751/ Mon, 10 Aug 2009 02:26:50 PDT Chuck Palahniuk

]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/24770269/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/24770269/ Fri, 15 May 2009 13:24:20 PDT her sevinç nöbetinde kusmak sunuldu bana
gecenin anlamı tıkansın diye ıslık çalar
resimli bir kitaptan çalardım hayatımı...

]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/23566822/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/23566822/ Sat, 07 Mar 2009 00:29:22 PST AND ONE OF THE FOUR BEASTS SAYING:
-COME AND SEE..AND I SAW
AND BEHOLD,WHITE HORSE...

AND I HEARD A VOICE IN THE MIDST OF THE FOUR BEASTS,
AND IT LOOKED AND BEHOLD: A PALE HORSE
AND HIS NAME,THAT SAT ON HIM,WAS DEATH........




]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/22646719/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/22646719/ Sun, 18 Jan 2009 06:16:26 PST He was drunk a big party last night back going back
In all directions sleeping these insane hours I'll never wake up
In a good mood again I'm sick of these stinky boots




]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/19747678/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/19747678/ Sun, 03 Aug 2008 06:30:05 PDT but we always find ourselves listening in...

We often speak things we wish we would have never
said but always speak our minds...

We often see things we wish we wouldn't have seen
but always look...

]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/19286078/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/19286078/ Wed, 09 Jul 2008 05:13:17 PDT They gaze endlessly through the blackness that envelops them ...
Yet they cannot see the light.

My ears listen earnestly in times of silence.
They search for familiar sounds to comfort and console ...
Yet they cannot penetrate the darkness that surrounds me.

My arms reach out frantically in times of despair.
They seek strength and compassion to enfold me ...
Yet they find nothing substantial to enwrap.

My mind cries out desperately in times of solitude.
It poses intense questions that demand answers ...
Yet there are none to be found.



]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/16106649/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/16106649/ Wed, 26 Dec 2007 09:20:10 PST Whatever Words Are Left Belong To Yesterday
It Is Time Now To Say New Things...



]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/15124499/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/15124499/ Fri, 19 Oct 2007 04:50:52 PDT
Myclub

]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/14467202/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/14467202/ Mon, 03 Sep 2007 07:29:43 PDT poisoned and the last fish has been caught will we realize we cannot
eat money."



]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/13968293/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/13968293/ Wed, 01 Aug 2007 08:53:35 PDT What's happening to earth?Is that drying? I feel like I'm drying with
the earth too..Oh god save us..Or We're all gonna dry..

''Spirit of the rising sun lift me up
Hold me there and never let me fall..''

]]> ~nhaprosin http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/12986569/ http://nhaprosin.deviantart.com/journal/12986569/ Thu, 17 May 2007 06:45:46 PDT In this courtyard covered with square tiles.
That dagger was both precious and sharp.
Its handle must have melted away by now
Looking like the mossy hair of the herdsmen.

The blood of worms and hawks must be clinging
Onto its skeleton lying in the ground.
Spilling all over the blood-tiles of the yard
The blood of the hawks that sent their flight
Deep down in the form of a dishevelled line.

The sea has lit the lamps on its streets.
The dagger received its only defeat from us.
Out of the land of its spouts it gazes at night,
At birds that cling to their wings as they fall.
We received our final defeat from the dagger.

For some reason it frightens the gray silence
Of a beggar's voice and the mountaineers' sky,
It frightens the faces of rope-hearted seamen
Who cross the seas each with a panther on its back:
That noise which the dagger makes while rusting.

]]> ~nhaprosin