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Post by Nikki on Jan 22, 2007 22:46:02 GMT
I wrote this thing about Edward from Dangerous Angels awhile ago It's not really a story, but ohhh well. I used a lot of melodrama and fragments, haha. Imagine meeting someone so beautiful, they could not possibly be real. Imagine someone with grace and poise to the extreme. With speed and elegance, and effortlessness. Bronze, tousled hair, eyes, tawny eyes. Eyes that change colour as so does the golden setting sun into darkest night. Now imagine a fire in those eyes, a fire so realistic you may sometimes see it smouldering. Complexion of deepest ivory, not a blemish, a scratch, a mark. And most of all, a love, so unbearable and strong that the force of it may sweep you off your feet- in a deadly and perfect position to let you fall. And the danger, although it's been there all along, the whole time you've been transfixed. You should fear, and you do fear. For the most dangerous thing to want is more, and that's exactly what you want. Except- one taste, one bite, one drop of blood will decide your fate.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 23, 2007 8:23:16 GMT
Aw mandy that was cute ;D
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Post by PirateOTC on Jan 23, 2007 14:16:56 GMT
Cool ;D Is it okey to post RP-related poems here? I don't write stories really, I just write poems, if it's not okey to post it here then tell me I wrote this one when my charactor Thomas in 'Healing Rain' got betrayed by his girl Alex after they had what looked like a perfect life..but he found out she cheated on him and he went crazy with anger yeah.. InjectionThis pretty perfection was never meant to last poisoned injection it flows through me so fast I wouldn't care if the hand that pressed it in was mine but it's not...
I saw it so clear nothing better with you near no pretty wallpapers in flames nothing left that I could hate but I was wrong...
This pretty perfection was never meant to last poisoned injection it flows through me so fast I wouldn't care if the hand that pressed it in was mine but why do I stare into your eyes this time?
I heard you so clear loving me all these years no broken furniture indoors nothing with you I couldn't adore but I was wrong...
This pretty perfection was never meant to last poisoned injection it flows through me so fast I wouldn't care if the hand that pressed it was mine but now I'm staring into your eyes this time
It could have been someone it should have been anyone but not you pretty perfection It could have been someone it should have been anyone but not you my only foundation
Just push the needle in some more fill this poison to my core It could have been anyone but not you
This pretty perfection was such a beautiful lie blinding injection it fooled my bright-blue eyes I don't wanna care Just let me die right here In a broken perfection when it's now all so clear...
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 23, 2007 15:31:40 GMT
Wow, I thought we had a rp-poem thread aswell but I was wrong. I suppose its fine to put those here aswell Cool poem btw, you're good at writing them ;D And yeah Ans it is cute isn't it ? But dramatic at the same time ;D Just the way I think their past went And since they've got lots of past I am sure I'll be writing here a lot
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Post by PirateOTC on Jan 23, 2007 16:16:11 GMT
Wow, I thought we had a rp-poem thread aswell but I was wrong. I suppose its fine to put those here aswell Cool poem btw, you're good at writing them ;D Thank you very much ah well, I might aswell post another poem I wrote relating to that RP aswell then CrimsonThis rose starts withering in your hands 10 years before we were even planned doomed in smothered crimson since birth the more we numb the more it hurts
And even that I got this chance to make change I still can't seem to put myself in the right lane The eternal question of what is missing in me has the answer laying in a disguised misery
This soul newly cleansed from dirt relive your past, if future is you worth but doomed in smothered crimson red no God could change what's deep in your head
And even that he got this chance to make change He still can't seem to put himself in the right lane What's making him smile has the opposite effect and in those dark eyes his future reflects
When future memories remind you of who you were your present voice leaves you unheard When the pasts oblivion resurrect your soul nothing more than destiny is harder to control
And even that they got this chance to make change They'll never be able to put themselves in the right lane 10 years back never change them much Not when you're devoted to miserys' sweet touch
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Post by Devyn on Jan 23, 2007 17:03:47 GMT
*loves this poem* Pretty and sad... what a great combination.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Apr 8, 2007 19:08:26 GMT
Lifestyle
sex,drugs, rock 'n roll, alcohol, moviestars, parties, cigarettes, more music
"Byeee, be sure to drop by again ! And Billlie, I expect to hear from you about Jack's part!" She shout after a guy and a girl, a director and his pick-up.
"Those were the last .. man what a party.. I sooo got you a deal with Billie!" Jack grinned at Giselle "Yeah man, finally, I started to wonder why I hired you as my PA" she laughed and slapped him against his shoulder playfully "You're just hard to work with, you know it's your own fault" she joked and leaned against the couch on wich he was sitting. With a smooth move he put his arm around her waist and she slided down onto the couch next to him. He kept his arm there, knewing she wouldn't mind, knewing he wanted to. "Maybe *we* should celebrate ey?" "oh sure, cause we're not "celebrating" enough lately" she joked. It had happened before, a couple of months ago for the first time. Great it was indeed jet unexpected and it was strange afterwards. But the more regular they did it the less strange it became. they were more then just PA and actor-to-be, more then just friends. Hell yeah. she'd be lying if this isn't what she wanted from the start. But she knew that Jack wasn't a one-woman type of man, The word monogamy still had to be invented in Jack's dictionairy..
Her comment did make him hold back, far from it. He leaned in, pulled her closer at the same time. Sooner or later you'll be screwing around No I won't do that That particular song kept running through her mind as she let Jack close again. She's attractive and seductive She will make you outlive Everything you're dreaming of
Those three lines of the last song,stuck in his head. The alcohol buzzing through his body, making his mind blurry. A hard and passionate kiss sealed the deal as to what they were doing the rest of the night/morning..
A stuffy smell of something burning woke her up. She sat up on the couch and glanced into the kitchen. A cloud of big black smoke was all she could see "Jack ? .. " She got up from the couch and quickly put her clothes on, then she moved to the kitchen. "Don't ever let me make scrambled eggs again" She was standing face to face with a wet half naked Jack and she tried to hold back her laughter but failed misserably. "Yeah yeah, laugh about it .. Does my PA also know how to cook ?" ayy.. "That wasn't in the jobdescription!" she answers with an indignant tone "I only had to make you a star" "Blegh.. true.." While shaking her head she approached him and placed a small quick kiss on his lips, then she turned, left the kitchen and grabbed her bag from the livingroom. "What the.. where you going?"
"I'm going to make you a star, Jack'"
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