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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 4:36:51 GMT -5
Okay, just so you guys know- THIS IS NOT MY WORK!!
It's actually a friend of mine's friend's stuff. His name is Jisa, and he keeps his work in his journal/blog:
Atonements of a Bleeding Wrist
"Maybe I want the attention. Maybe I just love to spite. Or maybe I really just want to die…"
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I, Oni (along with my good friend Al Dalvam), want to share the wonders of Jisa's work. So- enjoy~
Message me if you'd like to leave question and/or comments.
Oh, and this may have quite a few negatives in it...
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 4:44:38 GMT -5
Before we start, Jisa would like to say a few words...
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Call me Emo, I f***ing dare you. is the Title for this.
(Dated Thu Feb 28, 2008 @ 01:45pm)
"Do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT call me Emo! I swear, I will have to take this spork and f***ing ear rape you until I scrape what miniscule portion of a brain you have out and force-feed it to you through your nose! Then I will proceed to tear open your throat, wrench your tongue out backwards and wrap it around your neck, wring it around like a tie, and throttle you like a rag doll!
Labels are for soup cans! Do I look like a soup can? Do I look like a can? Or even SOUP?! Say yes and I will harm you in even more gruesome ways.
(Okay… I broke a blood vessel… Ow…)"
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Shall we get started?
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 4:55:15 GMT -5
Title - "Dance"
(Dated Tue Mar 04, 2008 @ 05:34pm)
He danced on the brink of insanity, his wings useless at his back, but a simple grin ghosted his lips as he went along. The night was young, the moon full, yet he seemed unaware of the simplicity of it all. He was trapped in a world unlike anyone else’s. A world in which he was dieing everyday.
The longing of the night allured him to the edge of all that he knew and the questions of the unknown. Wind whipped at his hair and jacket as he stared out over the ledge of the building, the ground so very far below. The city was alive and bubbly far below, the people lost in their own world as well, but it was on of false. One that he never wanted to live.
He longed for freedom.
Stepping lightly onto the ledge, he began to dance lightly. Twirling and spinning, swishing around with arms spread wide on either side. Dancing to a song no human would ever hear. His eyes flashed violet in the moon’s silver streams of light, the eyes of an angel.
The eyes of a psychopath.
With light steps, he twirled around, his back to open air, and smiled and he leaned back. His wings spread open behind him, their length breathtaking and full, but lifeless and limp. They would never sustain him, bring him to flight.
He dropped, plunging from the darkness and silence into the wild life of the people. No one ever saw it coming. To them, they thought it suicide of such a perfect creature, but to the mind of Jisatsu Ketsueki, he was free.
In his mind, he was flying…
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:10:33 GMT -5
Title - "Falling yet Flying"
(Dated Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:12pm)
Follow me to the ends and
Allow me to hold you
Let us dive into the depths
Leaving the whole world behind us
In the craziest times
No one is really there beside you
Getting your back when all
You do is trip
Everyone is watching
To see when you fall
Fiendish grins of wicked intentions
Lonely souls with no flight
Yet here I am with you
Encased in a seal of twilight
Nothing but these wings to keep us drifting
Go to sleep young one, I’m still here...
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:11:52 GMT -5
Title - "Fleeting moments..."
(Dated Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:16pm)
As I stand silently waiting to unfold,
external forms lying vacant craving warmth to hold.
Desperate to remember the lost dreams that nightly,
embraced my sleeping soul..
Leaving me peacefully suspended
between moments I once owned...
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:15:34 GMT -5
Title - "Fading"
(Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:19pm)
Lost, lonely, feeling scared,
separate lives, nothing shared.
Hidden thoughts, silent hope,
no longer wait, no longer cope.
Caught in the middle, nothing to win,
unable to finish, too scared to begin.
Drifting sad, tearful eyes,
letting go, releasing ties.
Self-expression, selfishness,
no point caring more, no point caring less.
Deep into sleep,
sleep to escape.
Doing what’s needed,
the steps to take.
Dreams lost, left behind
fade beyond this
tired mind...
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:18:03 GMT -5
Title - "Dying of Me..."
(Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:23pm)
I'm eluding my colors,
and fading to black.
I've come to the crossroads,
there’s no turning back.
I'm lost in this hell- this concept of me,
this painful desire to set myself free...
What are the choices that I should have made?
Why didn’t I listen to the life that I craved?
When will I realize this was not meant to be,
this withering lifeless body of me..
How did I get here?
And why did I go?
When did my labored breaths become achingly slow?
Why didn’t I listen or pretend that I see?
How can I be living...
this dying of me
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:20:12 GMT -5
Title - "Twisted Angel..."
(Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:27pm)
We lurk within the shadows,
often sought but never seen.
Through the centuries of darkness,
and the slaughters in-between.
I've sacrificed a thousand souls,
but could not change their fate.
And though I've begged to save them all,
a thousand others wait.
Each night we meet could be our last,
if this tortured soul should bane.
Then passion-fire turns merciless,
your pleasure turns to pain.
A tainted tear will fall for you,
as you fight to keep afloat.
But I'll hold you like a frightened child,
before ripping out your throat.
Your blood will baptize once again,
this cursed Prince of Pain.
Spewing spills like the River Styx,
flowing down my mane.
And when the sun reflects my deeds,
and daybreak casts my shame.
Again I face the stench of guilt of death,
all without a name.
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:22:45 GMT -5
Title - "Silent Vigil"
(Fri May 30, 2008 @ 11:31pm)
On a forgotten shore by a tired sea
stands a time ruined monument to a fearless god.
His vanishing mouth speaks unspeakable things,
but like autumn leaves they fall unheard.
His infinite wisdom lies scattered like dead fall
blown by a directionless wind.
His cold stone eyes stare blankly at the horizon
seeing all at once everything
and nothing.
I know not the purpose of his silent vigil,
only that he waits for something
that will never come.
Sometimes in dream, I journey to this place
to share in his pain and cry for his loss.
I awake remembering nothing...
Feeling nothing....
Just a vague sensation I have just seen...
my soul..
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:43:14 GMT -5
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Post by Oni!! Ate. Cakes. on Jul 15, 2008 5:54:06 GMT -5
Title - "Those eyes..."
(Fri Jun 20, 2008 @ 10:40pm)
What’s it like behind those eyes
Cerulean droplets of such intense a gaze
What I’d give to see what you see,
Dream those thoughts,
Stare upon the world so vast
To look at me,
I’d give a lifetime.
Stare upon me
And take knowledge
Any amount of recognition.
What would you see?
What do you see…
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