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Untitled... by oceangirl, literature

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Untitled...

The great clocks hands moved slowly around 11:58 passed, without a sound Quiet and warm, in that dark musty room Only the noise of faint breathing A husky rhythm less tune Snow fell. Thin crisp white balls Falling from the sky So fragile, so warm So delicately sized Facing the empty grate Stood the wine red chair Nearby was the walking stick Never to be used again The clock whirred, Its life winding down Almost a minute passed Still, the hand moved round He sat in the familiar darkness His arms rigid and still Not moving Not touching Not feeling But waiting, Waiting To see who would go first The clock or him His org

September 11th by oceangirl, literature

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September 11th

In a single day The lives of the whole world is changed It will never be the same again …September 11th People get out of bed They change and get ready The kiss their loved ones goodbye and leave for work Unaware that this is the last time they will see their family …September 11th They reach their office Begin to work When a sudden explosion Shakes the earth It is followed by another one Equal in size Fires begin and spread rapidly There are bodies everywhere The dead and the dying Close by in a different state Another explosion occurs People are screaming – running everywhere There's lots of panic and fear They jump ou

Abandoned by oceangirl, literature

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Abandoned

As I lie on my bed Raindrops fall from the sky I feel as gloomy As the weather outside A streak of lightning Lights up the dark At the same time a sudden pain, Fllods my heart It's a familiar feeling Not a new one for sure As I stare at the ceiling I start silently weeping Where did all my friends go Why did they leave Did they all change at once? Or was it me Confused thoughts flow through my brain I don't think I'll ever see happiness again They were my closest friends Whom I thought I could rely upon and trust But years of friendship Have finally turned to dust I tried to make it up to them Even though I had done no

Lessons by oceangirl, literature

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Lessons

Life's a lesson really With the whole world as a class The bell will never ring Until your time has passed Take the whole world as children Everyone has still got something to learn Take experience as you teacher It will try and guide you Through pain and sorrow Laughter and fear The course will not be easy There will be many inkblots on your sheet But you can't tear it up or throw it away You've got to stand on your own two feet Build a route for yourself Because no one is going to do it for you Learn to help yourself Only then can you be helped There will be many obstacles in your way There will be memories you can't eras

Wondering... by oceangirl, literature

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Wondering...

I often wonder If I could do anything I pleased And didn't have to ask permission Would I make a sensible choice Would I make the right descision? Will I be any better From the person I am today I know I would be different I just don't know in what types of ways Would I be doing the same things That I like doing now Would I be louder or more boisterous Or quiet and shy like a mouse I love sports I hope that wherever I am that will never change Or music for that matter I don't think I'll be able to go without it for even a day Will I be spoilt or and rude Used to getting things the way I want them to be Or will I be a beauti

Charged by oceangirl, literature

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Charged

Close to me Floating Hovering all around Surrounding Yet so light I cannot feel their touch Attracting me Pulling me close Towards their core. Then pushing me away Repelling,shovingmoving me away To more of their kind. An endless ocean With great potential Never ending Infinite seas Radiating energy Warmth all around Spread out everywhere Not making a sound Silently gliding Pushing themselves Colliding frequently With everything else The basis of matter Forever changing their form Never static Moving round and round Small minute spheres they are Deceptively tiny They have a lot of power Hidden away While they t

Cast Away by oceangirl, literature

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Cast Away

He came He went It was over in a flash She did not see him coming She didn't see him go back She didn't know what to do This young innocent girl A beautiful angel In the devils' world He promised her things She had never been offered She gave him her trust He gave her a daughter Rejected Disgraced Punished Cast away, Nobody was to ever speak her name All alone with her unborn child two stomachs to support And nobody by her side She became a statistic In a cruel world When they took her to the morgue There was nobody to claim her The baby died first Of malnutrition The mother was next She died of depression And int

Images by oceangirl, literature

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Images

It came back suddenly All at once Old emotions Surfacing up front I thought they had gone Banished completely That I would never see them again That I would always be happy Felt torn Broken Shattered on all sides So used, yet so irrelevant In everyone's eyes Lost and confused I felt like a little girl Trying to be a veteran In this harsh hurtful world Felt ashamed, embarrassed Of what I had felt Thought they were all close friends Trusted me as one of them Not kept away their lives And told each other secrets I had really thought that all of this Was in the distant past I'd been through it years before Was a fool To

Face Of The Ocean by oceangirl, literature

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Face Of The Ocean

A tormented mind Thoughts raging Upon a face Like a stormy sea Eyes cloudy Dark and misty Jagged rocks below Protruding From a dark mouth like cave The salty spray Running down coarse cheeks Like sand and water mingling Cold hands And a freezing body But the most powerful of all Down under the surface Fathoms below A small warm heart The source of this mighty being Pumping Cold poisonous blood Flowing freely through the tributaries Like restless waters Filled with guilt Regret Pain Feelings after feelings Buried in this ocean of emotions Never destroyed Just waiting for the next storm to come Waiting To surface

A Single Death by oceangirl, literature

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A Single Death

The dull pitter-patter Of the rain outside The dark heavy shadows Of the clouds passing by Life inside In its final form The flickering fire in the grate Casting images all around A lonely heart Sitting by the heath A single being Almost asleep Her eyes were sunken Wrinkled cheeks Soft, warm hands And yellowing teeth All alone By herself Not another sound in the house Because there was nobody else All her children had left For a land far away This poor widow remained here With only herself to entertain The pitter-patter changed To a steady roar The dying fire awoke Began to crackle and glow A mind came alive

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Time Stood Still by oceangirl, visual art

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Aug 25
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Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: India
Favourite style of art: B & W Photography. Some sketches.
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oceangirl

Nov 26, 2008

Devious Journal Entry

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It's been so long. No more school. No more college for that matter. Work now. News 9 has become my life. And not in a good way. Trying to figure things out Where to go. What to do. Why I'm here. Just hanging on. La-that. Holy crap the journal features have really changed since I last wrote. DA has changed since I last came here. The entire format. Hmmm

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oceangirl

Mar 16, 2006

It's Been A While...

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Yes, I know it has I've still been checking DA every day and looknig at every submission, and commenting quite frequently. Into photography now so I might even submit here and there... Just thought I would have a journal update... Cheers from Benda Kaal Ooru (City of Boiled Beans)!

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Sep 14, 2005

Spread the word - Homophobia is wrong!

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note: copied/pasted from journal of ~RomaV www.romav.deviantart.com Spread the word... I am the girl who got kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are