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Not So Quick by mutetomymuse, literature

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Not So Quick

A chance meeting is all it takes So the stories make it seem For true love to come full bloom Pure heart, to pure heart beam In truth it is much longer The paths two hearts must take So how did you two lovers meet Does not a story make These are not simple boasts I make I am ready with example My brother and his fiance Are evidence more than ample A wedding is where our story starts And where our story ends The second where they say their vows The first of a mutual friend After they met a freidnship grows To sow the seeds of love About their meeting they begin to feel 'twas destined from above From SoCal to Texas he took o

The Dead and Dying by mutetomymuse, literature

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The Dead and Dying

The dead and dying come to see me they call me brother in hopes I'll see The petulant way this scene, I act to help me differ the truth from fact Yet i turn away with furrowed brow for who are they to tell me how This cursed life I should lament upon dusky bogs where times ferment So be gone and away you daring souls I have no mind to pay your tolls The game is over my turn is lost Beginning and ending the dice are tossed

A Birthday Poem by mutetomymuse, literature

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A Birthday Poem

Feeding on rays of inspiration Hipsters ride her waves of cool She knows not stress or persperation And sees fear only as artistic tool The sunset would stall if she was late Bands play her favorite songs She is the victor of every debate Wherever she is she belongs I know that this needs not be said Everyone knows and loves her so All around her are Barney to her Fred The epitamy of awesome, like noone you know I speak of course of the pocket sized princess Known here and far as Lydia Love She's like one hour school and six of recess To the rest, she is far and above.

0.1.0-0.1.09 by mutetomymuse, literature

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0.1.0-0.1.09

They are all here posted on the same item because they were written all within 3 hours sitting in a pete's coffee house. Also 0.1.06 is my attempt at hip-hop so be gentle and such. 0.1.0 All the way here Words fluttered through My cavernous mind Only to fly away When I energetically Find my pen With the world waiting My mind expectedly numb Who will save you now Your star player on the bench And all of your substitutes Either dead or lost This bleak winter or unrest None see clearly past At best you can make out The destruction of those you love On the cusp, with anticipation Look to the horizon for your revelation For t

Maze of Branches by mutetomymuse, literature

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Maze of Branches

When I'm swinging through this jungle called reality Sometimes my tail gets stuck in the split of a branch And not really stuck just halted for a time While I wonder at which branch would be stronger Because the stronger the branch I choose on which to swing The more likely I won't fall down to the Jungle floor Where the chance of living falls drastically At an exponential rate for every minute But every second I take to decide I miss a beat in the rhythm of life Making it harder to swing to the next branch I'll eventually make to the tree that supposed to be my house The only question is which branches will I swing on to get ther

Compass of Life by mutetomymuse, literature

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Compass of Life

To the west love waits for you Counting closely each patient breath Each one bringing two hearts closer Slowly creating a whole of pieces scattered Due north lies a shackle for sleepless nights Caused by dreams of humble glory Where ideal ideas of inspiration and truth Roam free in a land designed fenceless and free Before lies two distinct trails Each with promises of a treasure that glistens Brace the mountains for that piece of your soul Or travel the darkened woods of dreams unsure With a flip of the coin or roll of the die Put your faith in the cupped hands of fate Heads or tails something big will begin Even or odd slip d

Freedom is for the Proactive by mutetomymuse, literature

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Freedom is for the Proactive

On somber stones My feet do tread With these ideals Roaming through my head Of virtue and truth And things left past It seems our future In steel is cast A dark misery Mine eyes behold If not in pieces We find the mold Where power is An unjust tool Weilded with ease By countless fools To raise the self They will trap the free Bringing destruction To harmony Creativity itself Will be but a pawn Music and art Will only fuel the con With words on paper Set to rhythm and rhyme And help from a friend Known simply as time I will mend the wounds They will carry out And stand against power Firm, without doubt Of one t

Loss of a Suicide Brother by mutetomymuse, literature

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Loss of a Suicide Brother

In a world Inversed Eternity touched my heart instead Encasing me in that cedar casket Teaching him life's lesson, death In a world inversed He slowly stands before the altar His gaze locked on the knot of my tie For fear of my pallid yellowed face In a world inversed With a creak, his mind opens Upon a world of imagined life Liberating character imprisoned In the world of truth This was his gift to me I won't let him lament his choice Though it was one I was promised to make In the world of truth One dying fury was quenched To add fuel to one of his kind So I can be let loose on a world chaotic

Another Day Revisited by mutetomymuse, literature

Heart Shaped Hour Glass by mutetomymuse, literature

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Heart Shaped Hour Glass

Waves envelope the shifting sands While the moonlight ebbs and flows We two on the beach holding hands Embracing ones we chose Stars entwine a map above Creating a path by fingertip Charting the course of our love My hand falls upon your hip Early morning light flickers With bright flight lights lifting Time with click clack clickers Dream shards through conscious sifting The future glimpsed through time Stuck in the past waiting yearning To pass the rocks we must climb To satisfy passions burning Many times our feet will slip Skinning knees and thinning hopes Bear in mind hand on hip To help traverse the rocky slopes Ever

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Not So Quick by mutetomymuse, literature

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Not So Quick

The Dead and Dying by mutetomymuse, literature

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The Dead and Dying

A Birthday Poem by mutetomymuse, literature

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A Birthday Poem

A shot heard in a mind by mutetomymuse, literature

Dream of Dream by mutetomymuse, literature

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Dream of Dream

We are standing in a field. Waiting for the perfect moment For when our lips will touch For our first kiss. The sun hits my eyes I awake to find My dream turned in To reality. I was lying with You in my arms. Awaken from a Sound nights sleep. We begin to talk About everything on our mind. We continue to talk All through the day. I awake with such a stir A dream swiped from my mind. My perfect reality Had been fiction after all.

Definition of Love by mutetomymuse, literature

A poem for a poem-less friend by mutetomymuse, literature

A conversation with life-FUCK by mutetomymuse, literature

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A conversation with life-FUCK

I hate life Life hates me We have an understanding We live in harmony It always gives me shit I cuss back at it. I do something good It throws a fit I start to like a girl She "Magically" gets a boyfriend She dumps him I ask her She says "I like you as a friend" I tell life "Fuck you. I won't speak to you 'less you 'pologize to me" It says back "You think I notice you, You are nothing but a flea" "You think I notice you!!! I don't try to make myself suck. That's just what life is A string of coincidents To make you say "FUCK!"

Vanity of a Rainbow by mutetomymuse, literature

Their own bloody demise by mutetomymuse, literature

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Their own bloody demise

During a night that is bitter cold. On a night pitch dark. A bird of prey falls to the ground. His friends, panicky, fly to their fallen comrad. They imediatly check for signs of life. Realizing they are too late... He is dead. \"He is of no use to us now\" They get a gleam in their eyes They begin to devour their \"freind.\" Sucking every nutrient from it\'s uncompliant skeleton. It is left their after they can eat no more. Flying away to meet their own bloody demise.

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Opiate Murder Edited-Complete by mutetomymuse, literature

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Opiate Murder Edited-Complete

One Night, I decided that I would purchase a firearm. I had never owned a gun before and I wanted to know how it felt to pull the trigger feeling the kick back, knowing I had the power to end a life. On the way home I walked down the alley I so aptly named the shortcut alley and I saw a man; the look he gave me was a peculiar stare, a saddened man with nothing else to live for, so I shot him in the head. I then continued my walk home and proceeded to brake down the handgun into seven different pieces using a newly purchased cutting torch. I cut the barrel into three separate pieces, these pieces I threw into the river at three different Bridg

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United States
Deviant for 21 years
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Current Residence: 20 miles out of Alford. FL
Favourite genre of music: Good
Favourite photographer: N/A
Favourite style of art: Direct thought translations
Operating System: College Computer
Wallpaper of choice: White
Favourite cartoon character: The multiplier guy on the harlem globtroter cartoon
Personal Quote: Find the revelry of majestry in industry.

Favourite Visual Artist

"A young Balines Artist"

Favourite Movies

Slam

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Eisley or Rob Meldow or Jerry Garcia

Favourite Writers

The colmination of everything I have ever read

Favourite Games

Final Fantasy

Tools of the Trade

pen or keyboard never pencil(hurts the wrist)

Other Interests

Books, Music, Love, carrots, and Vanilla Ice Cream Bars

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mutetomymuse

Jan 27, 2006

Start of a new series

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So, two things.... 1st: I decided that So, is my favorite way to start anything haveing to do with words. 2nd: I have started today on what i hope will be a five part Short story series evolving around a single day in a psychiatrit's waiting room. Part one has to do with a 13 boy who has trouble in school, and i hope to have that one posted on here in about a week either in rough draft for comments or final draft for praise :) The seires name is "The Elevator Between East and West."

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mutetomymuse

Dec 22, 2005

I'm surprised i haven't been kicked off this thing

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Well i'm here for my yearly visit but this time only, well i should say again only to see if my work has any kind of impact on an audiance larger than those that know me and therefore are unable to know sad work. right so no promises about when i will be coming back but i hope it's soon

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mutetomymuse

Feb 25, 2005

wwoot woot

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so i have decided to direct/produce/write music videos. i think that it would work with my creativity/short attention span and inability to write in detail. I am currently looking for some to collaborate on on some flash animation videos.i'm looking for some good frame to frame stuff and someone that can understand ideas coming out of my very confused brain. if anyone reads this and by chance also is/knows a flash artist that would be fantastic.