Welcome to the realm where the shadows of your mind become the things which kill you when your guard has fallen...
The vast majority of my poetry is dark, macabre or "creepy." Beauty in decay is one of the more common themes. I will admit, I am a little strange to the untrained eye. However, as an artist, it is my job to find beauty everywhere and truth in everything, as well as terror in all and lies in every breath. 'Tis a twisted world we live in, so would not a twisted mind see it best?
My name is an Elvish word from the Quenya language that means Shadow's Child. I thought it fitting.
I have not written in a long time in this profile - my life has been chaotic. I have lived as a gypsy, joined a carnival, and brought my heart back from where it carelessly wandered. I am now living a more stable existence as far as my location - but I find my soul is again traveling to worlds of the mind to escape the places around me. It seems monotony brings out the poet in me. I should be updating more often again; no one reads this anymore I am sure, so this whole bit is purely for my benefit. And you know what? That's really just fine.
The vast majority of my poetry is dark, macabre or "creepy." Beauty in decay is one of the more common themes. I will admit, I am a little strange to the untrained eye. However, as an artist, it is my job to find beauty everywhere and truth in everything, as well as terror in all and lies in every breath. 'Tis a twisted world we live in, so would not a twisted mind see it best?
My name is an Elvish word from the Quenya language that means Shadow's Child. I thought it fitting.
I have not written in a long time in this profile - my life has been chaotic. I have lived as a gypsy, joined a carnival, and brought my heart back from where it carelessly wandered. I am now living a more stable existence as far as my location - but I find my soul is again traveling to worlds of the mind to escape the places around me. It seems monotony brings out the poet in me. I should be updating more often again; no one reads this anymore I am sure, so this whole bit is purely for my benefit. And you know what? That's really just fine.
- Last seen on Sep 16 10:10 PM. Member since June 22, 2005.
- I'm a jade dragon poet for 268 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Chromaggia, come take these eyes. I would rather be blind.".
- When I'm not writing, I'm an artist, musician, cosmetologist and a student..
- I have 268 comments, 1 contest, 70 poems, 1 story, 2 philosophies
My Poetry
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We are innocent until we understand
That we can kill. -
32 lines, 2 comments, February 22. In Lyrics
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Today I took my heart back.
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Of the things dear to my heart I ponder,
To leave behind this world;
My Stories
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A shriek of terror splits the silence, followed by gasping pleads for mercy, gut-wrenching bemoanings and screams of un-terrestrial horror. As you force yourself to sit up ever
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Mozarts funeral on February 22and OMG i just realized mozarts funeral and you're Amadeus...HA i'm smart.
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Mozarts funeral : ENTER MY CONTEST BETCH! on September 25, 2007YEP...please?
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Mozarts funeral : Rock me Amadeus!!! on April 26, 2007
if you haven't entered my contest I would be honored to have you as a entrant!!! 
Deus You're AMAZING. -
Mozarts funeral : I think you're awesome on December 24, 2006I think you're amazing, and when my computer gets fixed I'm going to spend it on Muriel!!!
Have a happy positive holiday!!!
Rosita
