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~alecrene
is strikingly yellow. - Status: Member
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- Male/United States
- Offline for 8w 3d 16h 13m 18s
- Deviant since Oct 22, 2006, 10:21 PM
- 17 Deviations
- 18 Deviation Comments
- 14 Deviant Comments
- 2 Forum Posts
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A Throwback to Older Days 4i woke up this morning had an irresistible urge not toA Throwback to Older Days 4
did anyways
third day in a row of missing deadlines
the stress pangs, it fades
slow rhythmic breathing
a mantra
the ocean ebbs
“in a few weeks,
all of this will be a speck in the corner of my eye,”
comforting myself logic can kill my emotions
“i’ll go on living no matter what happens, no matter... what happens...”
in Open on 10/10/07
A Throwback to Older Days 3i feel sorry for the criticsA Throwback to Older Days 3
satisfaction escapes them
they cannot love
save for that girl from his childhood
or that movie he saw when he was twelve
they cannot appreciate
except for things that take more thought
than they are worth
one critic likes the use of synecdoche
in act two
it illuminates the character’s inherent subservience
he thinks
another critic thinks it’s just a trick stolen from dickens
nothing special &
in Open on 10/10/07
A Throwback to Older Days 2Nothing scares me quite like knowing you, Knowing all the little things you do, Those little things that make me fall for you.A Throwback to Older Days 2
Love is not quite like it’s made out to be, What is is, is just so frightening.
I’m not a scared, or an anxious guy, Least not until I found my life, The one where I’m living with the girl I love, The one that’s leaving me this coming fall.
Last spring was the longest one, Devoid of romance and devoid of sun, The rain was falling almost every day, And so was I in almost every way.
I fell for yo
in Open on 10/10/07
A Throwback to Older Days 1It's like we never talk, And when we do... It's me that says everything to you, Nothing at all, is what it amounts to.A Throwback to Older Days 1
How is it that I rarely see you, But spend countless hours with you, The images of you flashing in my head, The ones that make me toss around in my bed.
I have one image that I hate the most, It's of you and me and we're on the coast, But then you're not actually there, I'm all alone I'm just sifting through our past, searching for home.
That home that I only had with you, That comfort and security that I never knew, And I
in Open on 10/10/07
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Spinning TopA spinning top. It spins. That is what it is supposed to do.Spinning Top
What would happen
If I stopped it? Would it be able to start spinning again? Without me to spin it? Would someone else
Give it a purpose? Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
by ~shifaikia
The WorldI realized I was going blind for the first time when I started seeing things in the dark…. Things that couldn’t have existed….. Like a figurine of love, a dead eagle on my window-sill and myself in the mirror. It was a matter of time until I lost my sight.The World
When light came back on earth I went searching for a blind man. I found a woman, instead.
“Teach me blindness”, I told her. And thus, in a grey, cloudy afternoon our lessons began.
“Blindness is nothing but an alternative to the world you live in”, she told me. “You believe your eyesight is the best gift you have….. But you see, you never know what inf
by ~clownscape
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- Websitehttp://www.alecrene.com
- Emailalecrene@gmail.com
- AIMthenamesalec
- Current Age: 19
- Operating System: Mac OS 10.4
- Tools of the Trade: coca-cola, firefox, mac laptop, back patio at night
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