ScionOfLove

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Devil's favour by ScionOfLove, literature

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Devil's favour

Well played, Love. It's my move, But it's your 'checkmate', isn't it? You're not making sense right now. She's not supposed to like talking to me. She's not supposed to smile so easily. I'm terrified, I'm shocked beyond reason, beyond emotion. I think of putting my arm around her waist, And I know she won't pull away. I think of pulling her lips onto mine, And I believe she wouldn't resist. How can you expect kindness from the cruel nature of Love? Do fish swim towards the hook, Do deer run towards the sound of a gunshot? Do you still cheer at the races, when you know which horse will win? Love's throwing me a bone, But I'm

Blissfully ignorant. by ScionOfLove, literature

Heart at gunpoint by ScionOfLove, literature

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Heart at gunpoint

I walked through the door, grinning like an idiot. A world of happiness what I should have entered. I came face to face with organized chaos. . I want to look deeply into her eyes, those eyes, weak with confusion and desperation, look deeply, arrogantly and pleadingly, press the desert eagle into her soft hands, and fold her thin fingers over the handle. I'll smile confidently, and weep quietly, as I raise her hand, the poison laced muzzle to my chest, and watch her struggle. Fear and affection go so well together. let her fight with her own heart, as she chooses to drop the gun and surrender to all I can offer, a single emb

My voice. by ScionOfLove, literature

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My voice.

I've hired a psychologist. I met him a while ago, in an every-day store. Whenever we come together, and I've got some free time, or I need time to figure myself out of how I feel, he takes off his coat, and adjusts his tie, ready to work. He laughs whenever I want him to, or need him to. He's a psychiatrist unlike any other, a physical manifestation of all that I wish I could be, and I'm closer to him than anyone else. I can hide nothing from him, because asking is only a formality; He already knows. He always takes notes. Sometimes, he shows me what he's scribbled down. Sometimes, I think he's blind, and he doesn't move arou

Innocence. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Innocence.

It's almost that feeling that you can't explain, but you want to try to cage it with words. Like a translucent shower curtain all around, has fallen away and your eyes are open as wide as the sockets allow, seeing the world for the first time, feeling like this for the first time. You just look at the sky, trying to see the shapes your friends always do, misshapen clouds on a canvas filled with erratic shades of blue, and you see pigeons clinging to telephone lines, the cement beneath them white. Seeing beauty for the first time, isn't it? Laughing as the bus rolls by on the rainy gravel, laughing as you look down at your faded j

the kind of guy. by ScionOfLove, literature

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the kind of guy.

A thousand reasons why you shouldn't even consider me, and a thousand dollars says you'll choose someone else. There are so many things I can't do. I'm not the kind of guy, who'd promise to always be with you, 'cause that's humanely impossible. not the kind of guy, who'd say stuff like, your kisses are butterflies flitting about on my lips, or your touch, like a small spark through my skin, because if you ever asked me to explain, you'd know it's complete BS. I'm not the kind of guy, who'd be able to help you every time you're down, not the guy who'd guarantee your happiness, not the boy who'd shine with confidence, and sparkl

Playing dress-up. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Playing dress-up.

Dial the number, and I'll pick up the phone. Always here when you need me to listen. Truth is, I am not even really helping you am i? I just have a front row seat to your agony, But you're the one on the stage. Don't thank me. please. You're the one who paid for my ticket. Every time I hear those words. "I appreciate you. Thanks; you've always been there for me; what'll I ever do without you/" You're ingraining me with scars. Breaking my mind. Guilt is that poison, That even when we hear words like that, We assume that you're mocking us. You say that I've done so much for you, But as I think, no, as I hope, you're only exagge

it's gonna take a while. by ScionOfLove, literature

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it's gonna take a while.

I'm a thief at heart, I suppose. . Barbed wire 50 feet across, land mines litter the stained ground, a testament to previous attempts by others. But through the haze of chlorine gas, And past the nests of mounted machine guns I can see the treasure. Eyes on the prize. . Soldiers marching in goose step, bayonets attached. Sniper's laser dots searching for me. Inviting Snarls of Rottweilers regularly break the dead silence, I've never felt this tense before, to the point of soiling the fork of my pants. . I remember, long ago When I was an inexperienced pick-pocket, nothing more, Running as fast as I can, in th

masked devil by ScionOfLove, literature

Treading. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Treading.

You're lost in a sea of insults, Swimming in hate, worthlessness, and spite. The shore never draws near. Overhead hang dreams, wishes, a shooting star. You kick out your frenzied legs, as your heart feels like it'll explode, struggling to the surface of the water, and your arms reach high, but when will you know if you're touching the sky? The mirror never has an answer. looking into those eyes, is the same black sea, but it seems like a storm has kicked up. it's a very small comfort, that he's got it worse off.

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Devil's favour by ScionOfLove, literature

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Devil's favour

Blissfully ignorant. by ScionOfLove, literature

Heart at gunpoint by ScionOfLove, literature

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Heart at gunpoint

My voice. by ScionOfLove, literature

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My voice.

Innocence. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Innocence.

the kind of guy. by ScionOfLove, literature

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the kind of guy.

Playing dress-up. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Playing dress-up.

it's gonna take a while. by ScionOfLove, literature

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it's gonna take a while.

masked devil by ScionOfLove, literature

Treading. by ScionOfLove, literature

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Treading.

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all of the times. by sioraine, literature

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all of the times.

she said no. his past girl: her favourite moments, repeated yet again, were those sitting in the freezing snow and talking for hours, tangling their hands together and and nothing more. that's it. that's what she loved most. she knows he thinks it's simple. but she doesn't need all that extravagance to be dished out. she's got it. she can carry her own. but the can she? + his current girl: is a pretty long legged blond who loves to have hot hookups in the backseat of her mercedes. she loves more to hit different houses and to get down on it. literally even. she'll take all he gives. flaws included. it sounds like a pretty good deal.

a new story. by sioraine, literature

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a new story.

a new story what they say might be true: to a girl one boy will fill her entire book, weave enchanted fables through her hair, mock her beliefs with pink fairytales, build her up like a happily-ever-after and shatter her like a knight in shining armour who wouldn't rescue her because she looked as plain as a peasant, not a pretty princess. &#

hey beautiful. by sioraine, literature

promise me this. by sioraine, literature

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promise me this.

love, there are a lot of flaws that come with you. but hey, nobody's perfect. there are a lot of things that you hate about yourself. sometimes, you're too cracked and maybe other times, you're too whole. but at least you know. and you're trying, aren't you? signed, a person with more flaws than you. - hey boy, i think i'm falling again. for you, i mean. but the funny thing is: you won't let me. once, you smiled at me almost every day and had that grin full of sunshine and my favourite songs. twice, i wanted you to see what you were more than capable of. thrice, you let yourself backslide into despair. tell me, w

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ScionOfLove

Feb 15, 2010

i've felt this coming.

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but, i no longer want ScionofLove. i can't write properly for so long, i can't live upto his name. and the things i do write, are shit. to me. i'm leaving, if you're really worried, accept it, and move on. Another journey awaits. i can only make new friends, if i meet new people right! LOl i'm so dramatic. eh, i only have about 7-8 active watches, so it's fine. incidentally, ScionOfLove...meant a descendant of love, or root of love. it was supposed to be an odd pun of sorts, what with the old griffen writing purely about romance, and ending it when he couldn't take it, and Scion being a descendant of his. I'm not doing these false

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ScionOfLove

Feb 13, 2010

I'm happy.

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Today was a good day. I've finally begun the process of weeding out the people i don't need, but thought i did, and introducing more compatible people with my personality. I feel strangely at peace. Anything but ordinary - Avril lavigne.

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ScionOfLove

Jan 30, 2010

Got internet back!

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heys peoples! Soz yes, i had no internet for the past 3 days. hence, i did not comment/post/reply. not that i had anythign to reply to LOL. ahh, i keep forgetting my griffen days are gone :p. SOZ YES! exams be gone! No longer will i try to cheat the people on here with small one sentence deviations, which i notice i'm not too good at lol. it feels like i cheat when i do one sentence stuff, anyway, so now that i have time once more, i shall unleash my emotions as i did before! :D. overstatement :P all those small deviations, and the looney train have entered scraps, where they belong :P. aww, i actually am a bit down and out, first of all,