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The Diary of the Loveless doe ^_^

I awoke this morning and decided to run around playing with some fawn's and other stags.
I had tons of fun but left to be alone to think.
After a while of laying there and thinking i ended up falling asleep.
Once i awoke i seen that a stag was standing there, so i got up to greet him/her. although
i was curious why he/she was there. so we nuzzled and danced some.
After a while i decided to go be alone.
I noticed he/she was fallowing me so i decided to run to the Old Oak.
After i arrived there i laid down to think some more.
I ended up thing about if i was going to get chased off by anyone to day.
Wondering if i would make any more friends.
Then i turned my head and there he/she was standing there and then laying near me.
*thinking: is he/she stalking me? is he/she just bored and needs someone to hang out with?
or is he/she curious?*
So then i get up and run off looking for a new place to be ALONE.
Says inside my head * the De Drinkplaats should be a good spot! *
Finally i arrive there and lay near the drinking spot.
i say to myself in my head... *finally im ALONE...*
-The End-


( dont be to harsh on this diary its my first one like this...)
Howlerwolf's picture

Who are you?


muesique's picture

Coping. Lorque's Diary #3.


"Weeee!"

Tsudo's picture

Tsudo

[center]T.S.U.D.O

"Here's to you and here's to me, and I hope we never disagree.
But, if that should ever be, to HELL with you, here's to ME!"

Noel's picture

Havin' fun

I was playin right now, and I met some deers. I was watching too while ending a job.

Some screenshots!


Looking around


Laughing


Playing


Sleeptime


I'm a Dove!


I'm a Bat!


I'm a Frog! lol


Mini deer


Black Pelt


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Looking


Have fun you all! <3 <3 I hope to see you

Its too late

My legs feel like lead


But I run with all my might


I cant allow you to do this


At least not until



I confess


What weighs heavily on my chest



The church is in view



For a moment I smile


But then the door opens


And your standing in your wedding dress


And the groom is my best friend


The wedding bells ring


Announcing your joy


And my unknown sorrow

You catch my eye and smile


But I have to turn away

Im too late

But how could you not sense my feelings for you

The ring I prepared


I take it out of my pocket


I stare at it for a moment


This ring held hope for a future

A happy one with you

Possibly

But I guess now Ill never know


I throw the ring over my shoulder and it lands in the gutter


It drives me crazy that I didnt

Show you how I felt sooner

I take a chance

And give you one more glance

And all I can say is

You look good in your wedding dress

And then I slip silently away


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Seed's Poetry Corner: A Duel Amongst Flowers

A Duel Amongst Flowers

They dance in a cyclone of violet;
the petals rip off their antlers
and slide from the swift motion.
The dancers move as if on a breeze
that carries the clatter of hooves and antlers.
It is silent, hot as the sirocco
and cool as the wind that carries the aurora
in the flash of the startled butterflies.
The flowers fall around them, but are lifted up
as they rear, swayed by the motion of their bodies.
Their antlers rise, their heads lower --
Somehow, they scratch the heavens and the earth
and bring to them the scent of falling flowers.


((This has been an oddly intro-less visit to Seed's Poetry Corner. Collect them all!))
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Perc's Bio ( WIP)

http://i43.tinypic.com/35j9z0w.jpg

Name: Perc
Gender: Male
Personality: Outgoing, loves to play fight, hates it when he doesn't get his way
Likes: Antlers, fighting
dislikes: being very polite, walking
history: He was born very close to the playground.His mother loved him dearly but he was too much of a hassle.He left his mother one day as he thought she was too mean (she had a short temper), he raced around and met many deer.

WIP

She Escapes?

There is no time for tears
As she watches the forest scenary pass by
Hooves pound furiously
Against the ground
Hearts of both woman and beast
Are racing
She dares not look back
Least her mind listens to heart
And she would stay


However its to late
By now they will have discovered
That she has escaped
She hangs her head
As she imagines his reaction
Heartbroken
But she was never ment to live in a palace
To be caged
And put on display


Like a pretty bird for showcase
Made to sing
Whenever pleasing to the captor
She realeases a ragged breath
As she remembers his eyes
And his calming voice

She grasps the reigns tighter
Trying to push those thoughts away
They would only slow her down
But as she comes to the top of a hill
She gently reigns in her steed
And slowly looks back
The view is of the palace
And a tear slowly escapes
Before she turns her head
And nudges the horse
To press on
But is this the true wish
Of Ravena's heart?
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Wishes and nightmares.....

A quick thing about a new deer of mine called Wish!


A man made clay from graveyard soil and bones form a graveyard his young victims lay. For when he hered children at play, past the day, he found fear and now the slowly decay. That man took that clay and made a fawn and gave that fawn his soul.



Wishes on stars to far I fear,
Nightmares in daylight seens the darkness dosent care,
Candles in the night are your only friend,
Sickenling cold till the end,
As reality it dose bend,
As I travel to that place bettween dreaming and me,
Where no walls spread out,
the world its silver and gray,
No sunlight,
No day,
As I say goodbye to the monsters in my bed,
Oh those children in my head,
as they sing of faeries,
And secret things,
I say hello to the night,
And goodbye to the day,
Oh the candle light helps me see this way,
The night and me we one of a kind,
So please young spirits release my mind,
All the shadows in these woods,
And the windows to the deep,
Oh please blue spirit let me sleep!
..that is my WISH

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