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Sep. 2nd, 2010 @ 08:17 pm Valentine's card
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don't mention love
Located: Netherlands, Den Haag
Mood: lovedloved
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Hesitant at first to admit my feelings inside,
But as time went on, I could no longer hide.
I fell, and fell hard, and had not one regret,
When my heart found love, my mind was set.
Sep. 18th, 2008 @ 11:08 pm Slipping Time
About these writings
frustrating writing
Mood: pensivepensive
I linger in the midst of thoughts
The sun striking me no less than the moonlight to which my heart had cleaved

And I leave, though they say I stay
Through a melody of silence and seconds
Seasons of time that float and cluster
Like bubbles of drool in a dribbling pool

While I ponder, pensive
I feel on my finger tips the tick tock of a clock
A hand telling me the hour
Telling me now that moments are fleeting and vague
And ripple slipping by like silky liquid pearls
Floating my vision and drowning my dreams

Though now the light of night floods on
So soon shall it meet the dawn
And in between am i lingering, languishing
In something less than the degradation of merely passing time.
Jun. 18th, 2008 @ 11:55 pm randomness blurred out
About these writings
*headbang*
Mood: sillysilly
wwoooooooo *ghosts*

There is a sudden urge of energy.
A strange, white figure of basic humanoid shape appears.
It has the customary arms and legs,
but its hands and feet only have two digits to them,
and its face is utterly featureless.
It is lying on the ground with one leg crossed over the other,
its head resting on one hand, its other hand is in the air.
Floating about this creature are six halves of masks.
The masks are paired so that there are three masks with improbable faces.

...why hello there. I am randomness. I've come for a bit of random...ness.


Brrring ding ding ding ding ding

A rebellious Brian,
causing the patient to make unnatural movements whilst in the process of sleep.
What you should do;
Tie a piece of string around the spinal cord. Check the direction of the wind.
Swing the patient around in a 360° motion. Aim and let go.

I believe you have my stapler?

[use spacebar now!]

I'll just finish my chain with this. THIS!
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:55 am spill words out into lines
About these writings
keep a secret
Mood: cynicalcynical
Tags: ,
Distant and quiet.
So close and yet so far away.

Its often the same.
You open your eyes and forget the dream.
Realise the world again and sigh.

Never spoken about the things which never happen and keep on not happening.
But the glints and the knowing, there in the eyes...
Can be associated to a girl humming a tune distantly familiar.



The fact that i am nothing more than a fleeting thought for you..
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:54 am [ no subject ]
About these writings
*headbang*
Mood: annoyedannoyed
Tags: ,
Things are starting to become surreal
The days are becoming a lazy haze

How quickly I lost myself
Find myself lacking a piece of me
Depression which has held me down
The world has become a blur
And how easily I simply don't care

When did you materialize out of the mist?
And sweep me off my feet

You make it so easy to fall...
And I'm tripping every damn day
Don't you notice the smile on my face?
Every single time you cross my path
Do you ever catch me watching you?
Memorizing every little move
Don't you see the words caught in my throat?

However comfortable you seem to make me
I'm waiting...for you to notice
And explain how you make me so happy
How do you do what others' couldn't?

Your touch - so gentle
Became intimate - so quickly
And it felt so goddamn right
Kisses - at first shy and timid
Easily melted into passionate lust

Far be it for me to admit I'm scared
That none of this is part of reality

...I'm waiting for the fog to lift
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:53 am Vermoeid nachtuiltje oef-oe
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white shirt
Mood: tiredtired
Tags: ,
Nachtelijke nachten waar de nachtuiltjes zich thuis voelen.
Tamelijk vermoeide nachtuiltjes die van "oef-oe" gaan.

De nacht is veilig en redelijk rustig. Vroege veren heb ik niet.
Zie in schaduwen geen beelden die op een bepaalde lotsbestemming duiden.
De verbondenheid, dicht bij het (eigen) nest, met één oog geopend.

Geruis van overvliegende vogels en de eenzame kreet van een nachtuil..
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:51 am Listen and shut out
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urge tide
Mood: restlessrestless
Tags: ,
-[ written on 12 september '07 ]-

Suddenly i heard a voice. It was soft and gentle, full of subtle rises and falls of volume that i never heard before. "Shut it out, close your mind. You must control your senses or you go mad." So i concentrated, i shut out the breeze going over my skin teasing my feelings, i shut out the details of my visions, and i shut out the distant sounds at night. I shut it all out.
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:48 am Verwent nest
About these writings
hugs you
Mood: sleepysleepy
Sound: lullaby
Tags: , , ,
Mijn bed is eigenlijk gewoon een verwend nest. Al die aandacht! Niet te min! In de ochtend claimed ie mij geheel tot zich en ik geef me aan hem over. Stiekem heb ik ook wel een zwak voor hem. Hij is altijd daar voor me, zo warm en zacht. Grootste deel van mn leven wijdt ik aan hem. En ik heb er geen spijt van. Ik geniet!

Toch ben ik er niet altijd zo met mijn gedachten bij. Er is iets anders wat mijn aandacht trekt. Het is slaap die mij verleid. Mij lekker maakt met onbegrensde mogelijkheden, en alles wat mijn hartje begeerd.

Op dit punt heb ik de realiteit laten vallen. Sorry.



-[ written on 5 oktober '07 ]-

"Vannacht was koud...ik wilde je heerlijk zacht over me heen voelen, me armen om je heen slaan en me stevig aan je vast klemmen, waar was je toch...raar dekbed!"

De kou doet mij de warmte weer opzoeken. Zo heb ik van mijn dekbed weer een winterdeken versie gemaakt. Dat betekent; warmer, overwelmend en meer inwikkelbaar. Ja, als ik dan toch geen man in mijn bed heb liggen zal ik het maar moeten doen met mijn dekbed. Waar slaap mij zal verleiden en meenemen naar andere werelden. Meegaand op een zwevend gevoel onder een sterrenhemel. Mijn deken vol met sterren doet mij afdwalen en bezorgd mij waar ik zo naar verlang...
Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:46 am That's the key
About these writings
don't mention love
Mood: crushedcrushed
Tags: , , ,
You've held the key to my heart for so long.
But me, being too practical for my own good, changed the locks.
Did so right after you closed the door behind you, thinking that we would be better off.
What you don't know is that your key will still open the door...

I thought i had a spare key. But when i patted my pocket. No jingle.
I patted my other pocket. Nothing either.
I went through my bag taking everything out in slight desperation. Nothing there.
The door is locked, it broke my heart.

Time to swallow my pride, and called up my friends to explain what happened.
Probably they have spare keys, and can just send one right out.
So I called. We talked. I explained. They listened.
They didn't have a key... but could maybe have one made.

Time passes. I wish I could turn back the time, to make it alright again.
But time does not bend, it swiftly moves on as my heart breaks further into bits.


Mar. 5th, 2008 @ 03:45 am review written ; Amduscia And Agonoize @ Ekko, Utrecht
About these writings
NCIS totally kicks ass
Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
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Amduscia And Agonoize @ Ekko, Utrecht
Concert Review Posted: Mar 30, 2006 - 05:59:27 PM

Finally arrived at the Ekko in Utrecht to experience once more an Amduscia live show! The crowd was already slowly entering, filling the place up bit by bit. There wasn’t much enthusiasm yet though, it’d been a though weekend for the darker side of Holland.Collapse )