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Dear justagirlDear Justagirl,
I've been meaning to write this to you for quite some time. I've always wished that I could make you see just who you really are. But you never listen. So maybe you'll hear me in this letter to who you claim to be.

You're not just any girl. Not at all. Your silence brings beauty to the words of others. Your words crack open the things left unsaid, and shine light on all the places few dare look. You have a way about you that whispers of a majesty, and yet you always hold others up beyond yourself.

Your eyes could scratch past the surface of the "he

Rewind TimeI gaze into your
crystalline eyes and
wish I could turn back the
clock
to the time when
you loved me
as much as I loved
you.

(but you always say that clocks
can't be turned back.
I wonder
if you're right.)

Malicious smiles and
greedy words;
you're not the person
you started out
to be.
I miss
who you were
before this all went
downhill.

I never noticed before now
but I miss the
sweet whispers of,
"I love you,"
and your eyes;
your beautiful eyes.

Rewinding time
would be so much easier
than all this regret
I keep pent up inside
and all the memories
I force myself
to lock away.

(I

Truth Is What You'll Findthe truth is, i never really know.
i don't know what i'm feeling,
or why my heart skips three beats
when she walks down hallways
that i've never even seen.

the truth is, that somedays i
feel like i'm holding air,
bottling feelings till they explode.
whispering secrets to the night sky
and wishing i could feel.

i don't know what i'm not saying,
and i wish that i could hold her.
but that can't happen. it's not possible.
i can't be there when the sun sets;

all this fear is seeping out
of the wholes that i thought
i closed up so very long ago.
and i don't know what to think.

the truth is: i don't know
the secret is: i wish i di

Wateredup Phrasesi still think i'm sundrenched thoughts
and wateredup phrases of longfound dreams.
i still remember those starlit nightskies
and whispered iloveyous found beaten
on the corners of broken curbs.
i can't escape these thoughtsideaswords
that shine from your moonlight eyes:
i am whispered conversations in a smile.

Here We AreAnd here I stand again,
whispering words I know
that she will never hear:

It's drowned out by a
shriveling darkness of words
so harsh and broken.

When I speak of beauty,
she hears shouts of emptiness.

When I whisper love,
she only finds hatred

Sonnet 3words are like the colors of paint run dry
like summer and starlight carved in my dreams
whispers of wonder in ruby red skies
alike the sounds of my broken heart theme
my color full thoughts came out black and white
on parchment paper dipped in lostsoul ink.
found in the shape of the autumn bird's flight
lost in the middle of my cold heart blink
empty lettered moments in bright eyed stares
broken by the lyrics in a love song
i've got nothing left, but why should I care
with no more words left since it's been this long
not even giving this just one more try
when words are the colors of paint run dry

Broken HeartsBroken hearts
Can't be mended
With a stolen hammer,
Nor fixed with
Iron fists.

Broken stars
Crash longingly
Into the crest
Of eternity,
Wishing for an end.

But it never comes.

Whispers of
That nameless fear:
Love,

Broken hearts
Are mended
On the back
Of unrelenting sorrow.

Broken stars
Fall into your hands,
Where words craft
A bridge to nowhere.

That's exactly where you are.

daylight starsalways where you need to be
glittering sunshine into winter woods
and breathing summer into autumn days

always where i wish i were
waiting on a dawnlight never comes

never comes never comes

always right here where my heart
wisheswisheswishes she could be
in the midst of daylightstars

Reasonsi still remember quiet nights,
and all the silly fights:
who should share a secret first?

wasted time deciding
where to go and what to do.
starlight cuddles,
whispered struggles,
and sunset puddles.

i still remember
all those reasons i wish i could forget.

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Music in the FireBut there is music,
Lost in the fires and flames.
It gurgles and dances
With every flickering light.

And the music is soft,
But grander than the sun.
The words to which are lost
In the dance that is never
Learned nor taught to anyone.

Even the ashes dance
With a wordless joy,
And the wood gives light
For its silent harmonies.

Remember all the days long done
And all the time we've never had.

Remember the air, as it burns
With a heat now harsh, now soft.
And all the words spoken above
The flames. That's the dance,
And the music of our time.

That is the hour spent "wasting"
Away. And yet still more meaning
is left there tha

TW Chapter 21 - FallingThe last of the flickering flames drifted away as Drew slowly fell through nothing. At first, he thought he could feel himself fall, but even that slowly faded. All he felt was the sickening mist, though he couldn't see it. It felt like oozing through thick air, but he could see nothing, and he didn't feel the fall.

So for long moments, time stretched towards forever, and Drew just lay there. Like a dead man floating on the waves. As he fell farther, the mist that surrounded him like a deadly poison began to tighten around him. He only knew that it was tightening, but could fe

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The sound of the waves
Scraping across the shore.
The silence of the heavens
As we shout violently loud.

The ripping of the sand
As it scratches in the heat.
The heavy, broken sigh,
As I slowly scrape my feet.

The echoes of old memories,
As they float quickly on by.
The song of the birds
Wishing us all a happy day.

The twisting of the wheels
As the man rolls by,
Unable to walk, or lift
His head up high.

The leavings of our world
As we run violently through,
With nothing in our wake
But anguish and pain.

The glance of lovers,
As they slowly fade away.
Wishing forever that they could
hold back the day.

The faint

Jejunejejune

Lost in a world of rose
Colored glasses, twisted
And turned around nothing
That's truth. Innocent
beyond all measure.

Treasured beyond all hope
and faith, the innocence
Oft' scoffed upon, yet always
In seeking.

The last of the unknown
That grasp for knowledge,
Yet seek for freedom
From the trials of a heartless
And cruel world.

And in all that glances
At who we never really are,
You stand by nothing,
And for everyone else.

Sempiternalsempiternal

The season's endless
Rotation. Everything springing
From everything else,
An endless and unstoppable rotation
Of life and death in circles
Spiraling beyond our grasp.
Infinitely beyond the boundary
Of time and space.
Atemporal. Lacking in nothing,
Having everything within it's grasp.
A whirlwind of all that we never can be.
The sigh of the wind as it rushes
Past my tired ears.
The failing of the keyboard to leave
A lasting sound within these empty words.
The story that never ends
Being slowly written on the hearts
Of all who sing this endless song.
The notes that last a moment
And a year all at once. The time

Desolatedesolate

A word full of nothing,
Spanning a vortex of
Empty sounds.

It stretches across the infinity
Of human thoughts
And heartless scowls.

It's the war of all our
Souls, trying and struggling
To find everything from nothing at all.

It's the emptiness
That consumes humanity
In it's vain search for meaning.

It's all that there ever was
and is in who we
Were never meant to be.

It's messenger is darkness,
And it's harbinger is shadowed
With the fear of light.

The joyless cries of it's
Empty song are left
To screech into our ears.

It leaves behind waste
In it's terrible wake,
And we cannot escape it's empty grasp.

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Heart of the Atomby =platinummyr

Digital Art / Fractal Art

©2009-2013 =platinummyr

So I hadn't done a fractal in a while. Then I asked my wonderful friend Elijah what color was his favorite. He said blue, so here we are!

Not sure why, but I really like this one. It's got nice quality, and I love the layout.

I like how it looked like an atom, so that's what we have here!

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~TuXChemistry Nov 6, 2009

Love that!

Have you a version with a transparent background?

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=platinummyr Nov 6, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

I should, if you'd like it

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~TuXChemistry Nov 6, 2009

It would be excellent!

Thanks

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!rushphotoz Jul 24, 2009 Photographer

does look super! math happens!

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=platinummyr Jul 24, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

It sure does!

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~simplysamwise May 4, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

wowww.
AWESOME.
This is my favorite out of the... two I've seen.

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=platinummyr May 4, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

This is one of my favorites!

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~simplysamwise May 4, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

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~IHeartFelix Apr 11, 2009

Perfect color, and love the amount of "glow" it's got :3

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=platinummyr Apr 11, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks

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