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Dover Beach by demonica, literature

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Dover Beach

The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; -on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd land, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. Sophocles long ago Heard it on the Aegean, and it brought Into his mind th

White Reflection by demonica, literature

Incarnation by demonica, literature

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Incarnation

There has never been a sunrise that I did not begrudge the ending of night- the darkness beckons me it sings to me of freedoms untold in daylight Where I may dare to have a self MYself; I can aspire to be more than a shadow in this absence of light. Sunsets forgotten lead me unto ecstasy into the NightDawn. There shall I fly, Shrouded in white Armored in black into being into seeing all my reflections in focus at last.

The Grey Prayer by demonica, literature

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The Grey Prayer

Slim wraiths of sorrow wrap your dark arms about me Let the calm chill of shadow take over the harsh Burning Light I call for salvation A reprisal from life Longing for the sweet Seduction of nothingness Know that I wait, Head high and palms open Know that I watch Heart full and lips smiling ...and do not mourn, never that. For among the bitterness of life, I could never find hope Among the sterile sunbeams, I could never find joy And deep within darkness... its tender embrace... No white No black No lies, Only Grey.

Cyber Love by demonica, literature

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Cyber Love

I watch your intent profile See your hands Dance gracefully over the keys A grace that never surfaces With anything Or anyone else You laugh, Something on that glowing screen Must amuse you You're turning at last My heart leaps A smile begins But no You only want to Show me what The Master has to say Your ruler Your God Who dictates your time Your mind Your heart I watch sadly, Smile turns false Nodding in agreement Then leaving I don't want you to see the tears They wouldn't register anyhow I know, it's stupid. But I'm also fleeing the image In the reflection of your eyes I saw not myself Nor darkness Nor

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Broken In by demonica, literature

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Broken In

Tell me how to be- I can change. Tell me what to do- I can stop. What I was Is not what I am What I know Is not what I feel You make me run Then force me to stand You make me grow Then shut out the sun I am- A moth without a flame, An ocean without a moon. I watch without seeing, I hear without listening And blindly observe The loss of my spirit... I The universe without stars.

BattleHunger by demonica, literature

Cyber Love by demonica, literature

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Cyber Love

The Grey Prayer by demonica, literature

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Incarnation by demonica, literature

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White Reflection by demonica, literature

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United States
Deviant for 21 years
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Current Residence: Sherman Oaks, CA
Favourite genre of music: Too many to name
MP3 player of choice: Winamp
Favourite cartoon character: Sana-chan! (Kodomo No Omocha)
Personal Quote: Apocalypses end,the mighty fall;in time forgotten.The power of hope is eternal.

Favourite Visual Artist

Yoshitaka Amano

Favourite Movies

Mallrats

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Yoko Kanno

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Marvel vs. Capcom

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PS2

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Anime, Writing, Drawing

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demonica

Mar 1, 2003

Half-Empty

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You can stand to reason; you can stand firm, you can even stand alonebut I  I can do none of those things.  There's a kind of empty solace in my existence; a kind of blank peacefulness that comes about when a body is simply too tired to pick up its load and carry on.  Once a dreamer, I am plagued by nightmares.  Once a fighter, I find my knees both broken and I am on the floor unable to rise.  What happened to me, you may ask.  I can give you no answer.  I don't even have any questions. Leave me alone. Leave me alone, all of you. I let this happen to myself.  Oh, I cared at first.  Hurried through my days, struggling to keep in