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The Girl of My Dreams

I’m sorry, Girl of My Dreams, I kissed you, and I don’t even remember your name. But there was no difference between my dreams and my reality, they were both the same. The dream was so real to me That you became a beautiful sight to see. I could smell your sweet hair And could hear your pretty voice in the air. I could feel your warmth as I held you tight. And I could feel your lips as I kissed you in the moonlight.
I’m sorry, Girl of My Dreams, I kissed you, and I don’t even reme

This was my dream.

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Your EyesBright blue, like summers warm, clear sky, They shine like there is a star in each eye. And if a flower were to bloom, glowing like the Sun, It wouldn’t even come close to your eyes in comparison.
When you smile, your eyes shine like a friendly light, But when you’re mad, your blazing eyes fill anyone with fright. And spending time with you, I quickly realized, That your bright smile was, by me, greatly prized.
If I could see the world through your eyes, it would be beautiful, And when you look into my eyes, I feel happiness within my soul. It’s like ever Your Eyes
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The Living NeverlandsImagine a place where the trees grow high, Up to the clouds where the birds would fly, With flowers so large in which you can live, Making them the perfect gift to give. And the forest where these trees are found, Would be so large that it spreads endlessly on the ground.
Imagine a frozen land where the ice would glow, Beautiful colors of the rainbow among the snow. During the day, the clear ice would be called mystical, And some people have even sworn that its crystal. During the night, the land would shine so bright, That it looked like the earth was making the sunligh The Living Neverlands
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The Spirits Chapter 1A battlefield is not made a battlefield by the enemies that face off against each other, the weapons that are used on people, or the damage that is caused to the place of battle. A battlefield is made from the emotions of those involved. A battlefield is the anger you feel toward your enemies as they shoot your comrades, and the sadness as you watch those comrades fall by your side, dead. It is the fear that you fell, the fear of being the next to fall. It is not just a battlefield. A battlefield is its own version of hell here on earth. I am one of many who live in that hell.
-Wayne Reeve
Chapte The Spirits Chapter 1
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Sat Nov 21, 2009, 11:35 PM

It is 2:26 in the morning for me, I am listening to music, talking to friends, and wanting to write. I've got nothing. My mind is full of writting material and I am unable to put it down on paper or type ot up on the computer. Kinda annoying really. Hmm... let me see if I can explain. I'm a writer, and I have a lot of ideas in my head, currently one is filling my mind and consuming my life because I actually want to finish it. Madness, right? Anyway, when I have an idea, I have to let it sit so that it can develop and become good. And when it is done, I can put it down on paper (or type it up on the computer) and then be done with it. But while it is developing, it drives me nuts cause I want to write it!!!! It;s kinda like cooking, have to let it sit and cook and you can't eat it before it is done otherwise it won't be as good. That's about it.

P.S. The title has nothing to do with anything, just liked it.

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Mood: Frustrated
Listening to: I've got a feeling
Reading: Nothing.
Watching: Miyazaki Movies
Playing: Final Fantasy games
Eating: Air
Drinking: Oxygen

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For this place, my name is Darmis, but you can call me D. I'm a freshman in college and I am a writer. I am constantly thinking up new ideas for my stories, but I have yet to put an entire one down on paper. Nice huh?

Devious Info

Current Residence: On the earth
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium, I think
Print preference: Not cursive
Interests: Writing, drawing, music, and I'm only good at the first one.
Favourite movie: Pirates of the Carribean
Favourite genre of music: Any that's not to happy or has screaming
Favourite poet or writer: Me!(that's not big headed)
Favourite style of art: Anything that looks good
Favourite game: Final Fantasy
Favourite gaming platform: Depends on me mood.
Personal Quote: "Don't say sorry. You had nothing to do with it. That makes sorry just a waste of breathe.
Tools of the Trade: My pencil and paper.