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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: August 2005
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Wednesday, August 17, 2005. At Home Detailing [poem]. The curtains with little. Dabs of yellow paint -. All the while the dark cloak turned. For some little thing -. I'm at home again,. And all the while the dark cloak turned. For some little thing. Posted by kyreii @ 9:20 PM. Friday, August 05, 2005. Alms for the Dead [sonnet]. This is an old work I found sitting in my laptop. I finished it and polished it a bit. Enjoy. :D. Posted by kyreii @ 9:05 PM.
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: May 2006
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Sunday, May 14, 2006. And i miss you. Like liquid fire and diamond dust. And druid dreams with lapping waves. And i think i loved you. Im not sure when. Bright lights and golden cities. And i know im not good enough). Prefers wonderland over solid ground. Posted by kyreii @ 7:52 PM. View my complete profile. Oak Chest of Lost Toys. The Night of Broken Glass (Kristallnacht). Livejournal: Secretkeeper Ver 1.0. If you would like. Growing up [short story].
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: November 2005
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Friday, November 04, 2005. It happened to me one night,. Drinking on the beach,. That a star,. One which I percieved,. In the firmament of the night sky,. As it fell in a line,. Like one from a sonnet of love,. Or like a teardrop in the sky,. As a gash in one's heart. In cradling a bottle of beer. Posted by kyreii @ 9:46 PM. View my complete profile. Oak Chest of Lost Toys. The Night of Broken Glass (Kristallnacht). Livejournal: Secretkeeper Ver 1.0.
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: April 2007
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Thursday, April 12, 2007. The night was dusty and the air was filled with the glow of halogen lights. I got off from the jeepney and made my way past the angry cars and into our subdivision. I walked past the tricycle stop, opting to walk home instead. I let go of the breath I'd been holding. Posted by kyreii @ 8:02 PM. Monday, April 09, 2007. Growing up [short story]. Posted by kyreii @ 4:59 PM. View my complete profile. Oak Chest of Lost Toys.
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: March 2007
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Saturday, March 17, 2007. Boom ticked the dynamite. I can't throw myself. Because you're not there to hear me crash. Something i wrote a while back. i cleaned it up a bit. semi-tribute to ee cummings. Posted by kyreii @ 7:39 PM. Tuesday, March 06, 2007. The ice cream was sticky in her hand. I’m scared to let things flow, she always said to her best friend. I’m afraid of getting hurt again. I want control of my life. But are you ready for the consequences?
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: January 2006
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Monday, January 30, 2006. A thousand cuts of mirror-dreams demolished by the hammer of today lay on the cold floor of the jail cell of conformity and stagnancy. Such is the destiny of dreamers. We are the confetti that line the road to that jade illusion called reality. I am but a voice, a cowardly one at that, waiting for someone to perform the deeds I cannot do, but only dream about, for I am one of the mirror-cuts. I am broken. I am insecure. Mar the ...
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: June 2005
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. Of dragons and dandelion days. Way way up in the bright blue sky,. A shining sssilver dragon caught my eye. It paused, stopped at my front,and said with. Dragons streak across the sky, spreading glittering fury throughout the heavens. they do it not for themelves, but for the inspiration of puny humanity, urging the tireless drama on and on. And, woe, i began to cry,. Though i never figgered why,. Because what it had said,.
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: December 2005
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Saturday, December 17, 2005. Let us rejoice, winter's at hand! The solstice shall be his adevnt! Mad rapture spreads throughout the land! Let us loose Bacchus, god of vine! In midnight fields we find our fame,. Let's drink our way to victory! Let us loose Bacchus, god of vine! Through drunken steps did I pursue,. That which flits under thorn and bush. I saw my arrow strike so true. Let us loose Bacchus, god of vine! Fire-drunken with eyes mad and wide,.
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Secretkeeper:: Ver 2.0: October 2005
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Secretkeeper: Ver 2.0. Sometimes words are enough. Wednesday, October 26, 2005. Streaking through the night sky yet again. Stars streak through the night sky,. Dazzling in the world with beauty. Flaring down towards the ground,. And the emptiness left. Like an empty room filled with. Posted by kyreii @ 9:18 PM. Wednesday, October 19, 2005. Cycle of Paper Dreams. Love scented paper lie unused,. On top of a desk where all secrets lie,. Promises of tomorrow, whispered in sighs,. Yet it all ends in blasphemy.
