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Electricity by dillutedfire, literature

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Electricity

As the water flowed, in two different directions The hush tones of disagreement heard by the stream, They repel each other , they pull and tug neither freeing the other. The backward and forward motions, the turns and stops,they seem to be as birds flying through rough skies, The inconsistent pulse of the dance, pulls them in and pushed them out, they eyes not seeing, the lips not moving, There bodies synced, and mind one, never knowing the chaos of the world around them together the form and unbreakable link, To worlds you and I can only hope to dream of. But it lasts for but a while for when they become separated they cannot recall w

Electricity

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Oct 23
Trinidad and Tobago
Deviant for 11 years
writeonchelle.blogspot.com
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My Bio

have a passion for literature and i love taking photos of landscapes etc.

Favourite Visual Artist

picaso

Favourite TV Shows

Naruto, Supernatural,C.S.I, Criminal minds

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Switchfoot, 3 doors down, Daughtry, LinkinPark,Paramore etc.

Favourite Books

Blue smoke and Murder, Fallen saga, Harry Potter series

Favourite Writers

Lauren Kate, Shakespeare , Elizabeth Lowell,

Favourite Games

Tetris, Bejewelled , Zuma , need for speed, tekken

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation3

Tools of the Trade

writing paper, quiet room, cannon camera,landscape

Other Interests

cooking,acting

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dillutedfire

Dec 30, 2012

Life's Champian

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Running away from lies. Running away from pain. Leaving behind all those odd goodbyes, Never looking back on  the fleeting change, Trying to move ahead in a downward phase, Yes, it just doesn't make sense any more This life of which i am not sure, Never knowing who waits beyond the door, Or if for certain i'll make it to the next floor, I'm still running, fast on every turn, up every level My feet feel weak, hand sweaty, My head spinning, eyes weary. Will i ever make it The light hit my face like a cool breeze, The air is light, there is nothing here to fear, Just pure rest. I have finished my race, I have proven myself and