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Your Laughter by ostrangeone, literature

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Your Laughter

Your laughter glitters like a thousand jewels Your eyes sparkle like the stars Your voice is like soothing music more beautiful than the heart can express Yet that soothing pierces my heart pierces to the core for it is not followed by is not born of love Your hair red Flaming Red like the fire of my love Yet my fire my desire my passion smoulders deep within smothered by sincere thoughtful reluctance... Questioning a trial where the defendant is guilty until proven innocent But what am I guilty of? I love you! and that makes you suspicious Is it so hard to tru

The Depth of My Whole by ostrangeone, literature

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The Depth of My Whole

I can walk and I can sing, but I cannot feel the sharp bee-sting. My love on its haunches, crouching to kill Is all but sobbing, weak and still How can it be that my love is lost? How can it be that my all is tossed, torn, beaten and bruised with nothing left to loose? I have not walked that mile. I have not felt awhile. Empty is the ocean that filled me with passion Empty, the ocean I filled in some fashion How can I turn with my face to the gale when I can't even walk, straight-faced and pale? A frozen numbness seethes in my soul As I scramble to play my role. The depth of the ocean of love I had full Is the depth of my bein

Tomorrow Dies by ostrangeone, literature

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Tomorrow Dies

What is America that it should hope? There is no assurance of a bright tomorrow. Who are we that we dream? We are not tall enough to reach those clouds. Are we really silly enough to follow the rainbow? There's no gold at the end to satisfy our cravings. Are you really going to follow that yellow brick road? This wizard is grand but clicking your heels won't get you home. Yes, we see the beauty of the New World, But do we consider the present inhabitants? Yes, we hear the shots, But do we ever wake up to the holocaust?

Dough, Ray, Me by ostrangeone, literature

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Weary by ostrangeone, literature

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Weary

In this dark night I watch the fairies dance to music I do not hear in light I cannot see And I think of the light I long for the dancing and the basking... the fairies Oh! that I could move that I could scream! Oh, that life would, could return to this lifeless darkness! And in this dark night all my senses leave me all my passions forsake me and I, I am left to convulse for naught

I Bleed An Ocean by ostrangeone, literature

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Weary by ostrangeone, literature

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Weary

Salute Me 'O Strange One' by ostrangeone, literature

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Tomorrow Dies

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Ephemera by Swim-Inside, literature

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Ephemera

I found an old map of my life in the closet today, worn almost to the point of tearing. It was burnt at one end, my birth I suppose. Pieces of it still crumble when I'm not careful. The first roads are drawn in crayon and lead only in circles. There is a picture of a man sitting at a table shaped like the moon somewhere around my sixth birthday. My father perhaps. I don't remember. By the age of eleven the first small houses appear, my friend Tommy with his German Shepard shooting cap guns, further down, real guns, another hole. Of course none of this is to scale. The first graves appears at age twelve, my grandmother is dr

Colours of pain by razzzel, literature

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Colours of pain

I rest back, steady on my haunches, and watch the world go by... So many colours, all going to waste on eyes that'll never see So much music, all going to waste on ears that'll never hear So open their eyes!! if you want them to see, but i cant guarantee, they'll see the blood underneath So open their ears!! if you want them to hear, but i cant guarantee, they'll hear the sobs underneath So paint a picture, or write a song, do it just for me. and i'll hold your hand, as we pity those, who'll never feel this pain

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Salute Me 'O Strange One' by ostrangeone, literature

Salute Me 'O Strange One'

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Artist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: Washington
Favourite genre of music: Alternative, Country, Rock
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams
MP3 player of choice: WinAmp
Wallpaper of choice: Me and my Nephew :)
Favourite cartoon character: Garfield
Personal Quote: "Stupid people!"

Favourite Movies

The Last Samurai

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Depeche Mode, Ricochet, Alanis Morisette

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allan Poe

Favourite Games

Unreal Tournament

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Tools of the Trade

MS Notepad, Magnetic Poetry, pencil and paper

Other Interests

Music, poetry, computers

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ostrangeone

May 22, 2005

Hey All!

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So here's a little about me.  I'm 23 years old and a Senior in College.  I'm studying Music with a emphasis in voice and plan to be a high school music director. I love singing.  I recently had my senior voice recital.  I also enjoy playing piano, playing saxophone, running sound equipment, writing poetry, reading, composing music, and photography on occasion. My mom and dad live in Oregon.  I have a twin brother (not identical) who recently graduated with majors in Religion and English and is living in Texas.  I also have two older brothers.  My oldest brother lives in Oregon and works in tech support.  He went through a divorce a while ba