if you already know the legend of the twins, I got nothing more to say.
No, actually, maybe I do..
I think words are men's greatest... I don't know how to call it, gift, maybe. Words, and emptiness.
Because, despite all great speeches, it’s emptiness that brings glory, it’s emptiness that deep well wherefrom you draw your brillant dreams, it’s when you got anyone to cling to that you fling your soul on the floor of that silence of mind, where no one could ever hear her screaming… ‘cause the soul, she screams, at the top of her voice, she tries in vane to climb on smooth walls and she runs, covering her face with her hands, trying to escape that sharp knife of analysis the Muse holds tight, running after her.
Well, I could say I am the evil one, the one who spent her eternity walking through the forests, the one who is remembered for killing the Queen of the Damned...
Or I could say I'm just an ordinary human being, who is spending her youth playing with words (even if I can't do it as well as I wish, english is not my mother tongue and sometimes I make mistakes)... but... if I could choose who I could be, I'd prefer to be the evil twin.
Let the spirits witness.
No, actually, maybe I do..
I think words are men's greatest... I don't know how to call it, gift, maybe. Words, and emptiness.
Because, despite all great speeches, it’s emptiness that brings glory, it’s emptiness that deep well wherefrom you draw your brillant dreams, it’s when you got anyone to cling to that you fling your soul on the floor of that silence of mind, where no one could ever hear her screaming… ‘cause the soul, she screams, at the top of her voice, she tries in vane to climb on smooth walls and she runs, covering her face with her hands, trying to escape that sharp knife of analysis the Muse holds tight, running after her.
Well, I could say I am the evil one, the one who spent her eternity walking through the forests, the one who is remembered for killing the Queen of the Damned...
Or I could say I'm just an ordinary human being, who is spending her youth playing with words (even if I can't do it as well as I wish, english is not my mother tongue and sometimes I make mistakes)... but... if I could choose who I could be, I'd prefer to be the evil twin.
Let the spirits witness.
- Last seen on Aug 31 9:43 AM. Member since December 14, 2002.
- I'm a diamond love poet for 211 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "I'm not talented. Just afraid to be ordinary.".
- I am a girl (Italy)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
- Visit my homepage at homepage.mac.com/gathering/
- I have 211 comments, 57 poems, 5 stories
My Poetry
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I know you're there. / I see you when I close my eyes, / sucking your thumb in the other room. / You remind me a bit of my sister, / and of my mother just as much. / Sometimes you're three and we're a
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You see the lines of ink on my skin, do you know what they are? / They are all the poems you didn't write. / They're all the times you put
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The sea is a man in disguise. / Waves pounce, roll, lick, chastise, / wild and hungry, it attaks and retaliates, / churning and gurgling, i
My Stories
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Spring nights can look so charming, when you are in love. They seem to breathe all around you, alive and dead at the same time. Oxygen collides against your skin, and stars pierce the sky in a painless decoration. / Bu
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My tired eyes linger on the sparkling white wine inside my glass. I gulp it down in one sip, feeling the rude stroke of liquid down my throat. I'm starting to feel a bit dizzy.1408 lines, 4 comments, April 17, 2005. In <200 lines
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Mekare on May 4, 2005Thank you very much for our kind words! It's really flattering not being 'spotted' as a foreigner... not that I am ashamed to beone, of course, just, I try and write properly in any other language I study, so, thank you!
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Azrael Unchained on May 3, 2005I really like the way you did your bio, it was interesting enough to make me go read your works, which I'm about to do. And I would not have been able to tell that english was not your first language - if you look about the site a little you'll see that you have a better mastery of it than a lot of people who were raised speaking and writing the it.
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Jesse Reeves on May 7, 2004Back once again, I've missed it all. But prepare for a slight barrage of poetry from yours truely. lol jk, I'm gonna be slow going back into writing. But I've missed ya!
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croolis on April 13, 2004nothing from you in a while
is all ok ?
