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Needle
The wink of metal drawing ever closer to the delicate skin, brings the first signs of panic deep within her subconscious. Sweat beads like dew on grass, the first sign of a disappearing logic that consumes her life. Grasping at the last vestiges of sanity, trying to remember it will only hurt for a second. It's too late the wink grows into a full star that there is no escape from, the fact that this metal is no thicker than a centimeter means nothing. The tube of glass that will encapsulate her life's essences pushes her further to the edge. This shouldn't be happening, no ill can come from a little sting, then why the tears. They pour like rain from wide darting eyes. She fights bravely, but raged gulps of air tear through lungs, they cannot be filled before that life giving air bursts into the atmosphere around her. The women in white, a false color for what she represents. The demon comes to steal away her essence, slaps the sensitive skin for a sign of the fattest vein pulsing out
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Nothing
Nothing, there is nothing. I look and grasp on to the thoughts that used to plague me, searching for myself within myself. But there is nothing, the memories are silent; the thoughts are like popping a bubble, empty.
"Hello? Am I in here somewhere? Answer me!"
My voice is gone, disappeared in the....what exactly I don't know. There is no wind to carry it away. Never has it been this way, I am scared and alone. The only feeling I have is the unending need to make some kind of noise, I cannot shake this need. It's like a hunger that cannot be stated, so I gorge myself. Stomping my feet, slamming the doors in the corridor of my mind, a crowbar finds its way into my hands. Smash everything in sight; leave nothing standing, noise I must find the noise. There are no vibrations to be had from the crowbar; if I did not see the mirror smash right in front of me I would not have known it shattered.
"Please make it stop!" still nothing.
Crazy I am going crazy, the crowbar is gone, and when did I
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Powerless
Pain moves threw my body like it belongs there. An old friend that greets me with a butchers knife stabbed to the hilt in my lower back. With a smile my friend leaves it stuck in my flesh. My friend is a reflection of myself with no flesh, muscle, organs, and bone. She is all nerve, they intertwine and fire with eletric impulses. Looking at her the connections are broken and frayed in the legs and back area, the charges were weaker feeble, I wondered how she could even stand from the damage. The lower back was black, sparks erupt from the area, they are trying to make a connection with the rest of the body. Some of the charges make it threw, most do not. Dead she was dying from the lower back down. The muscles in my back spasm and the knife twitches the pain rushed down the lower part of my body, my friend flashed to reflect and mimic what I was feeling. She takes my hand, and we walk down the time line of my life, hand in hand like the friends we will always be. I will know her better
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My Heart
Before our meeting my heart was closed, after it the walls surrounding the beating ice that was my heart began to crumble. Before the landscape was dark and hollow, filled with dead trees and cobble stone, a grey aura misted over everything. Nothing was good my heart was living but never alive. After your gold wind blew away the grey mist and turned the trees to budding life. The cobble stone melted away replaced with lush grass and my heart melted with the burning intensity that was life with you. This lasted long enough to make me feel safe and confident when you decided to leave. The mist returned lighter than before and the trees still hold tiny buds, for the day someone else comes to replace you. Though my now frosted heart still beats it will always hold a couple beats for you. You will never be forgotten and always loved, my luke warm heart just hopes that you will be safe and find some happiness where ever your heart takes you. My heart also beats hoping that you will never for
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Canvas
Canvas
Light dapples the floor like a disco ball, in many shapes and colors. The light contrasts the feeling of despair and anger flooding the body. Blood pumping fast and hot to every limb, giving a red glow to the pale on slot of the skin, it would be considered a flush in a more sensual activity. That circumstance is why the white canvas burns the eyes at how it seems to glow angelically. The glow is a dare to make it demonic.
"Come on, do it. Scar me; give me all your pain. Only I can take it away. Do it I dare you!"  it screams loud and long, saying the same thing over and over. Turning away from the canvas, her ears pulsing with the pounding of hot blood from the heart and the screaming canvas.  The desk is full of dry, cracked color. There are still brush marks in them from the swirling and mixing of colors with each other. No paintbrush is needed this day; the strokes are too small and delicate for the project ahead. Paint fumes whirl around the cramped and
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No breath
There is no breath left in me. No thought left in my head worth saying. You have taken it all and torn it to peices, the hate seething to the top of my being. Frothing at the mouth as I try to expel the disease brought forth in to me by your own breath. The breath that carries the burning words around me and into me. They tear at my core, at my heart, at everything I am and would like to be come. Every letter of every word pounds on my head banging wanting to be let in. But my will is strong, no matter how hard you hit or how long your breath is I will not cave. I will not let the battering ram of your dispare make me falter in my joy. It breaks you to know that I am going to be better then you. I am going to do the things that you wish you could have done. What am I? I am woman, I am the thing you put down, I am the thing you hate. I am the conquor of my dreams, I am the very thing that will keep you safe at night. Though you will not like it, I will push forward and break your batter
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Family
The music flows threw me like lightning; it yearns to be grounded, searching for an escape. It finds that escape with every pound of my foot against the pavement. Boom and the music finds the hot concrete much to its liking. It moves with me as I make my way down the tree covered road. The lightning music finds its way back into me as my other foot hits. Boom, electric shivers propel me forward faster. Goose bumps erupt over every inch of my body as the cool winds kiss my skin. Running does something to me, I cannot explain it fully but it calls to me and I answer with everything I have. I like to cradle the iPod in my hand. The feeling of cool metal against my skin keeps me aware of my surroundings, how heavy it is, where the cord is swinging around my body.  The music is not any type, all are welcome on my run. My breathing easy and free after the first mile, the jell-o feeling in my legs wears out at around the same time. Nothing else matters in the world accept for the ru
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Feather's
The feat pound in the already compacted earth. No dust floating about their faces, just the heat waves radiating around their bodies as the intensity of the dancing erupts when the drums pound harder. The bodies twisting in all directions seeming to float and sink at the same time. The arms swing wildly up in the air and back down low enough for the finger tips to touch lightly on the earth. The colors are many as each indivdiual trys to stand out and impress the spirits in their own way. Faces painted with the colors that will attract the spirits to them. When they dance it is said that the spirits inhabit the body and take controle. You can see it in their eyes, the blank stare as the body does what the spirit wants. Still pounding the ground as if telling the world that they are here with the vibrations of their feet. As if the world has no idea of them, or has forgotten and so they dance to remind the earth they are still here. The drums slow as the singers strain to sing above the
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Cannon Fodder
The ground loose under foot
The weapon heavy in small hands
The screams of pain ring in deaf ears
The salty tears merge with rivers of red
The night ablaze
The moon Black
The stars are no guide
The end is near
The humanity gone
The deaf, dumb and blind stand
The strong, honrable and brave fall
The weapon heavy no more
The small hands cling to a big heart
The end has come
The ground heavy over head
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The Run
       Silent wolves run next to me guiding my feet, nowhere I know. There is only blurring of none colors, grey, white and black mix forming a whirl wind of speed and hope. Though I do not know why. Pushing to keep up with them my lungs burn like fire and my skin seems to melt with every drip of sweat that slides down my skin to pool and cling to my red shirt making it a very bad towel. My shorts swishing with every long stride, god I love that noise. It spurrs me on faster and the blurrs start to become solid tangable things. My i-Pod is heavy in my right hand, the cord likes to swing and hit me as the pumping action of my arms drive it back and forth. Headphones like a head band atop my head keep my frizzing hair in check as the phony tail kisses the back of my neck cooling me slightly as it swings. The hard rythmic drums play for me and only me, in these woods so dense and dark. My legs let me know that I am really working, they flex and grow with
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Normal Day
Normal Day
The bomb goes off normal day go to sleep
Mommy dies normal day go to sleep
Daddy dies normal day go to sleep
Sister dies normal day go to sleep
Brother dies normal day go to sleep
Leader dies normal day go to sleep
Silence what’s wrong
Silence something is wrong
Its dark, I must be asleep
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Hollowalchemy
Robyn
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Favourite genre of music: Rock, alterniative and instrumental.
Favourite style of art: I like it all
Favourite cartoon character: @_@ too many
Personal Quote: "Sky scrapers kill penguins."
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Kinda still working on the inspiration part for what I want to write next. I found it but how long will it last or stay with me? I have no clue. So enjoy what I wrote today and I hope another idea comes to me soon. Thanks for taking a peek at my stuffs, following me or leaving me random nice comments. You know who you are and are loved for it.
Hollowalchemy.
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  • Reading: What I wrote
  • Watching: The computer screen
  • Playing: Dead
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing

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Eskarine Featured By Owner May 24, 2012
Thank you so much for the fav :hug:
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Hollowalchemy Featured By Owner May 29, 2012
Your welcome, I love your work ^.^
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hsvhrt Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2012
Thanks for the fav.
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SheltieWolf Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hello! :)
Thank you for the watch! ^_^
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Hollowalchemy Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2011
You are welcome, your art work is very good.
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SheltieWolf Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
:D ^^
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mangelo1 Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2011
Hey ROBYN :D
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Hollowalchemy Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2011
Love your stuff btw!!
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E-Weaver Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2008  Student Digital Artist
hey you! :glomp:
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Hollowalchemy Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2008
Hey!! Im glad I can share your stuffs with you Erin, Im goning to miss you oh so very much but thats ok because I know your going to do awesome!!!
Love you :love:
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