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Mai/Me
Dec 4, 2005 15:34:05 GMT
Post by Teagan on Dec 4, 2005 15:34:05 GMT
Wow, Mai. You new one is just amazing. You can't help, but to become interwoven into its grasp. Of course, I'm also glad to be able to read stuff like that from you again.
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Sylph
New Member
Gryffindor Student
Magick is intention amplified by emotion
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Mai/Me
Dec 8, 2005 10:06:54 GMT
Post by Sylph on Dec 8, 2005 10:06:54 GMT
wow. Just... Wow. I've missed reading your work, Mai, it is all utterly beautiful, heartwrenching and just... mind-boggling. You can't not read it, you just get pulled in. It's like a spell. Again, wow.
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Mai/Me
Dec 8, 2005 15:46:27 GMT
Post by Tru Davies (Break) on Dec 8, 2005 15:46:27 GMT
Me too, I have greatly missed your amazing stories, poems, posts, and you've come back with just as powerful writing as ever. I can't wait to keep reading. And, welcome back! ;D
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Mai/Me
Dec 24, 2005 4:29:54 GMT
Post by Maí Lé Rosà on Dec 24, 2005 4:29:54 GMT
Those who truly enjoy my writing, perhaps may enjoy my thoughts too. I have a MySpace blog, and I pop in and out of it here and there. I am posting the link instead of each entry on here because I'm afraid some of the content may seem a little... 'offensive' ?
I would appreciate a comment, if I kept your attention through any of them. And please, do enjoy the parallel side of Mai. The Alyce side. ^. ~
My Toxic World
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Mai/Me
Dec 25, 2005 0:58:48 GMT
Post by Teagan on Dec 25, 2005 0:58:48 GMT
Your writing's as beautiful as ever, Alyce. Scary, though, how Mai effects you if that story was a real one.
Deadly sins... Pride and wrath... like me. o.o
I, me, myself... That's a cool conversation. Cool, confusing, creepy, and twisting. With it is the story you put on here; still nice.
I can see you've had it for a while. Because of that, I noticed a change in your writing from the earlier entries to the newer ones. I'm glad your writing has improved since..... forever ago. I can't wait until you add more gorgeous entries to your blog.
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Mai/Me
Jan 6, 2006 10:07:32 GMT
Post by Maí Lé Rosà on Jan 6, 2006 10:07:32 GMT
Hold me. I'm too young to die. I'm not stable enough to be convicted of a crime. I wasn't even stable enough to finish the crime. I left her head hanging like a pez dispenser. I even left the blade a quarter angle through her throat. Please, please don't let them take me away. I'm too young to kill ...and die for it.
God, Christ darling. I would die for you. I love you more than words could ever silently voice for me. Your delicate lashes, as silk and soft as your scented hair. Your smile is a decoration on what would otherwise be insipid lips. Your perfume, the tiny and intricate prints on every tip and underside of your fingers. Every shadowed curve on your body, every plump round of flesh on your graceful form. The manner in which you hold yourself, the way your euphoric eyes connect with mine, and send me to an entire nether world, where you and I stand alone, by each other's side, hand in hand, heart in heart. Together. Always, and forever. Forever, and always.
x • x • x • x • x • x • x
My insides stutter as our lips connect, a flourish of red overwhelms my vision and I feel at peace. I'm soaring like an albatross over the largest sea, the power under my great white wings will go on forever you know. I glide with my reflection following me in the depth of the sea underneath me. The wind through my feathers feels as refreshing as an easterly breeze through wet hair.
I don't know where I'm going tonight, but none of it matters. Anti static. An arrow straight through my rich, snow-kissed breast, and suddenly I'm falling, plummeting toward myself in the sea, about to collide, crash and burn, and combine. As one, I rocket under the surface, legs and arms flailing either side of me as I struggle to breathe and reach for the sky once more. I am no bird. I cannot fly. Those wings did not belong to me. They were yours. You did not catch me as I fell, but please, do not let me drown. The salt is eating away at the hole in my breast now, thirty seconds and I'm gone.
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15.
A girl sat by the side of the road, her frilled red dress placed carefully around her as she sat. Her shining green eyes watched the other side of the road, her hands placed pertly in her small lap. "Dinner time, Al-[/remove name]" Her mother called, somewhere behind her inside the house.
The little girl remained seated, her eager eyes unmoving as a hardly-visible smile crept onto her young, expressive face. No older than five, was she. "Dinner time Ma-[/remove name]!" She said excitedly, holding out her hand to the other side of the street.
As her mother watched, perplexed, behind the dark fly screen of the door, she swallowed sadly, staring constantly between her daughter and the empty space in front of her. "Now, Al[/remove name]!" She yelled, disappearing inside the house. The girl jumped, before slipping her hand into the hand of the other girl beside her and the two of them made their way to the door of the house.
One held the body of a young child. The other held the mind, and soul. They were connected. As one. [/size] 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30.You let me drown. x • x • x • x • x • x • x Darling, I'm over-dosing on my sick obsession with you. I hate you for all that you put me through, though I know I could never live without you. You are my voice, my release, my love and my control. I am nothing but a conforming shell without you. I love you. I could wrap my arms around you until your bones cracked and splintered. I want to kiss you and tear out your tongue, gnaw on your larynx and grind my teeth through your neck. I want to run my hands down your body, tearing through it with my nails as I go, deeper and deeper. I want to hold you so tightly to me that I disappear inside you and carve you into a beautiful sculpture from the inside out. I could do all of this, and steal your tears only to cry for you. I hate you. I kill you and die because of it. I die for you and you kill because of it. I die because you kill me. I kill for you and you die because of it. Darling, you're my antidote. Cure me of my addiction to you.[/center]
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Mai/Me
Jan 19, 2006 12:21:02 GMT
Post by Maí Lé Rosà on Jan 19, 2006 12:21:02 GMT
Anyone? Any comments? Any guesses of what it's about?
Anything?
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Mai/Me
Jan 20, 2006 1:06:16 GMT
Post by Teagan on Jan 20, 2006 1:06:16 GMT
I read that in your blog a few weeks ago.
I know it's about love, but, since I know nothing about love, I guess I'm kind of hopeless.
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