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Autumn Grinning She wasn’t short, but next to me, that doesn’t say much. Eccentrically dressed, the only fashion she was a slave to was in her mind. Eyes, gray like a water laden sky adorned her face with a deepness that you’d fall into, if not careful.Autumn Grinning by ~Damanta
Eccentric. That is the word of the day, every day, even, when referring to her. Normal wasn’t a word she understood to well, and I loved her all the more for it; even though it sometimes made public situations with her awkward.
One Autumn night comes to mind when she drifts in to my memories. The Carolina trees were crimson and orange, set aflame by the changing season, with the sun
Spirit Smoke in Carolina Wind The smell of smoke from someone's cigarette catches my attention. I breathe deep embracing the second hand nicotine. I chat absently with the smokers around outside. A gust of cold Carolina wind bites right through my coat bringing the chill straight to my core. Its nights like these that I'll miss when I grow up, move on. I've grown too old already. Missed too much along the way too. Too much lost time that could have been better spent. I can only now spend this time in a way I find worthwhile. So I stand outside freezing, and talking about everything but nothing with friends that I'll miss dearly. Maybe that is the source of my and everyoneSpirit Smoke in Carolina Wind by ~Damanta
The Curious Son of Noctem A boy stands aloneThe Curious Son of Noctem by ~Damanta
In the yellow cone
Of a lonely streetlight
Patiently he waits
Alone he waits
Under that old streetlight
He waits to see
Such a stranger as she
In the dead of night
So strange he thought
This life she wrought
Watching in the dead of night
For hours a day
She goes inside to play
Wonder it does incite
At night she leaves
By a cab she leaves
What wonder it does incite
Oh well he sighs
Perhaps she's just shy
Thought the child of the night
She I'll never know
So on my way I'll go
Thought the child of the night
So away he turned
No longer concerned
And strolled off into the night
The Mighty Hypocrite In an ever encroaching shadow,The Mighty Hypocrite by ~Damanta
ever diminishing light
will you reach out,
grab my hand,
and save me from myself?
You were supposed to be strong,
I am the ever weak,
now we're the same
and your guiding hand is weak.
Now it is I whom must forgo my terror
and save my savior,
save you from me
Me, the ever mighty hypocrite.
Tired 
Sta.sh
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
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