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R.E.M. by Treewheeledaway, literature

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R.E.M.

Intertwined That endless visionary lie Forgotten languages Conquering perspectives If it isn't all just dots and lines Well where we go when the loneliness is rampant Is the same as where you smile free You can be my echo If I can be your favorite musing Some delay in meaning Like a second where everyone gives in To your yellow-toothed temptation To the facade we're all dying to jump in Underneath the ink and poison Live all the words you cannot say Staring with a handful of flowers At a mirror and another way So let me fall down mercifully And close my tired eyes R.E.M. and fantasy Into your youthful sighs You hand me

Youth by Treewheeledaway, literature

The Foothills of Confusion by Treewheeledaway, literature

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The Foothills of Confusion

The Foothills of Confusion I was walking through the foothills of confusion Not quite knowing who I am This life, just like a grain of sand Wont you tell me how it all began? I said I was walking through the foothills of confusion I don't think I ever left... Looking down across the street People sulking in empathy For others, it's the only way they feel And oh, the light that guides you It's the very light that blinds you Don't you see? It never changes We're all different but we're all the same Like a poem told in the pouring rain We will hold on to the meaning Hope it never fades It's the best thing I could do And the wo

A Frozen City by Treewheeledaway, literature

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A Frozen City

The traveller stands, dizzy of time The bare concrete boxes Like a breath-rising Cold and still with winter's end He scans where life was once lived So above and far away Stood a woman green Torch in hand as Atlas held the world "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free!" No one hears her call No one sees the torchlight No one sings the song So the squares around stand high With rows below Motioned by signals Held together by signs In red triangles Men still-lifeless Metal and bound between white lines There is no breath No time

Colorblind Insomniac by Treewheeledaway, literature

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Colorblind Insomniac

Colorblind Insomniac The water crashes on the shore The waves fly over our heads The sky drains down into a gray and lifeless cloud What a fitting way to say that it is dead I must admit that I slept when the gulls called my name In my sleep lived lovely lies which are all the same As my family, neighbors, lovers, friends All smiled and waved They smiled and waved goodbye Not really here Not really gone Well only a reason, a rhyme or a song will be heard It's my contorted daydream As the waves slap your face you dream about drowning again An owl stares down at me He hoots he looks up until he flies away Not really here Not

Morning Song by Treewheeledaway, literature

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Morning Song

There's so much more beauty in the morning So much more beauty in the words I never say Everyday Well I'll keep moving on Until everything feels the same You weren't in control of the spinning Pushing back memories Staring up at the white It follows me steady Until I sleep late at night There's so much more beauty in the morning Cicadas are screeching off beat The birds awake from their dreams Of being grounded and incomplete Until the ground below Becomes a ghost- still haunting Cold air touches my lips Smoke escapes from my lungs All that there is Is all there ever was The beginning and the end Standing wide eyed Dizz

Dear World... by Treewheeledaway, literature

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Dear World...

Dear World, I'm trying to come to grips with you like Atlas Listen to the listless In the loneliness of night Hollow-point telepathy Birds fly out your eyes Underneath the whispers and the discontented sighs There's something you could call a light Breathe in the darkened hours Let the dawn creep up behind you The shade of thoughts Illuminate and cover But the water fills me up my brain is being drowned There was nothing when I looked down Saints and Johns and sinners They all live next door With their holy trinities And their new wave whores Waiting for a letter from some discontented man Well at least they've got a plan

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R.E.M. by Treewheeledaway, literature

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R.E.M.

Youth by Treewheeledaway, literature

The Foothills of Confusion by Treewheeledaway, literature

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The Foothills of Confusion

A Frozen City by Treewheeledaway, literature

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A Frozen City

Colorblind Insomniac by Treewheeledaway, literature

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Colorblind Insomniac

Morning Song by Treewheeledaway, literature

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Morning Song

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2+1 by Aiden-Luna, literature

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2+1

"you're a really good writer" Says the pale, pale boy with fire for hair, and high cheekbones. A face that looks like it's chiseled out of stone. I'm sure he never thought he'd end up in anything I wrote. I'm sure he thinks that he's quite handsome, like one of those Greek Gods that so often end up in my (increasingly violent) poetry. I am a very quietly disturbed person, and I will only get into a car with a stranger if it is very cold and I am wearing tights. And "I don't qualify as a stranger" Well, not really anyway. Except I know you like to fuck girls who know who ziggy stardust is and I don't. And you listen to music too loud and

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Oct 19
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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Favourite style of art: I like abstracts, fan art is cool too.
Operating System: Windows
MP3 player of choice: Ipod- 120 gig
Wallpaper of choice: I change mine a lot.
Personal Quote: "Meh."

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Conor Oberst

Favourite Writers

Bukowski

Favourite Games

Team Fortress 2

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Pencil, Paper, Computer, Thoughts.

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Treewheeledaway

Oct 15, 2009

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead!

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Well this week has been, quite something. All was well, save I have woken up hella late twice and once not gone to school and another time almost didn't go to school. Took the PSAT...and felt bad because I felt like it mattered, and...meh. I should sleep more, it would likely be much better for my health. I have had a good number of people tell me that it would be better for my health, so I must assume that there is some validity to it. I have been staying up because I want to though, and normally enjoy it, I feel a touch bad about it, it is a touch difficult to describe...so I wont. I can't think clearly right now, though I did write somethi

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Treewheeledaway

Oct 2, 2009

Spent on Rainy Days

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This weather is great, it's coming down without any signs of stopping, hopefully. Dank, cloudy weather like today is my power weather, no matter the situations which make my day good or bad this type of weather can cheer me up. I will be sleeping with my window up tonight (I do every night but tonight it will feel more special). :) I took my first nap of the school year today, the weather might have contributed, or it could have been the collective exhaustion this year has put me under. I was worn away in as many senses as you could take form the phrase. Napping is something I only do in the most dire of situations, but I think I have vamped

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Treewheeledaway

Sep 23, 2009

So I posted something.

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It was an old poem, from a few months ago...I'm not sure exactly when it is from (I never date my writings) but I remember I was reading Julius Caesar (thus my whole 'Egyptian Wives' line) and was thinking about the nature of people and belief. I don't hold any strong belief in my own life, but I have my thoughts, my self, and those around me who I give a damn about. It gets me by the way someone's Allah might get them by, I suppose. I have been roaming around this ol' site and am having a pleasant time with it. I do enjoy the fan art and seeing people put themselves into things they do enjoy is a nice thing always. I feel this the perfect t

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Tyty

thanks much for the lichtining fast

Tyyyyyyyyyyyyyy <3

I was just hanging out around here, all ready to say "thank you for the favourite" when I noticed who your favourite musician is - you have excellent taste, my friend.

Treewheeledaway

Dec 27, 2009

Well thanks muchly, my friend. I'm wearing the shirt from when I saw him live right now, haha. If you like his stuff as well then we have something really really really in common

Aiden-Luna

Dec 27, 2009

I very much love what I have seen and heard from him, He's quite the genious, that one.
It's alwasy nice to have something in common with somebody

Treewheeledaway

Dec 29, 2009

I would definitely say so, that is what I write for and what I spend a good portion of my sleepless nights thinking about writing about.