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Post by Phanomel on May 26, 2008 15:38:26 GMT -8
No. Phan is stupid normal... abnormal Phan. Yes.
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Post by rivenmist on Jun 9, 2008 11:46:55 GMT -8
No uh!!!!!
(WTF DoES THAT mean??)
Phan is my stupid. I luv you!!!!!!!*huggles*
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Post by Phanomel on Jul 23, 2008 21:00:58 GMT -8
Thanks. That makes me feel better. I shall write something in your honor tonight. *blank caffeinated stare* Coffee...... Chocolate coffee... I be up all night.
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Kyuu
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Post by Kyuu on Jul 23, 2008 21:14:14 GMT -8
geez, phan! that first poem is depressing!!
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Post by Phanomel on Jul 23, 2008 21:26:29 GMT -8
I really don't like that one anymore. @_@ Eh, at least other people still do. ^^
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Post by rivenmist on Aug 4, 2008 17:14:24 GMT -8
Something..............................................For me?? *processes information* OH! What is it?? *tailwag*
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Post by Phanomel on Aug 5, 2008 5:36:59 GMT -8
Something that never came out. @_@
Sorry.... That happens a lot. I was supposed to draw someone this squirrel furry, but it turned into Kivonu being all sad and stuff.
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Post by Phanomel on Nov 2, 2008 14:03:57 GMT -8
Phanomel has some more work for you all.
Swirling shades of darkest night,
Play with me and give me sight,
For I am blind and cannot see the world.
Blackened flower of the earth,
Let me feel your existence,
For I am blind and cannot see your beauty.
Eh, I don't care for that one much anymore. *ponders*
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Post by Phanomel on Apr 14, 2009 10:58:24 GMT -8
I'm dead, in this bed, With this sickness in my head I see them Watching me, so silently Could this just really be a dream? I see snow falling out my bedroom window, Dark clouds falling slowly from the sky, Dancing through the air up from below. Is this maybe what it's like when people die? White, blinding, bright. It's all screwing with my sight. I see them Drifting out, fading doubt, I think I'd really rather just miss out. Loneliness, dragging at my consciousness. Such drawing silence leaves me time to think. I see my life's not plagued by simple sickness. I see, peace gesturing to me, it's time to leave. (This one will probably be edited greatly. (Supposed to be the Suicide and Mockingbird song!! *even though no one knows what that is yet...*)) (Colors!!  )) Blue, Blue! A sun's set midnight blue, Night's colors shining true, or maybe Red, Red! A pretty shade to match my bed, And flow like wind with what I've said. no, I'll have to go with Grey, Grey, Such a lonely shade, they say, Like a cloudy, rainy day, I just don't care what they say, Because my mind is set on grey. My mind is set to grey. |
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Post by Aura on Apr 14, 2009 20:14:47 GMT -8
I have to say I love that second poem. Yep.
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Post by rivenmist on Apr 16, 2009 15:55:52 GMT -8
Rawr.
I like the colors one...
Is Pham writing songs nao?
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