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One Can by melskylark, literature

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One Can

One can smile without being happy Can listen without really caring One can need to talk about one's self Can be unable to bring it up One can keep hidden anger and betrayal Can pretend to forgive and forget One can say that one is all right Can pray you'll see through the lies One can feel resentment as you focus only on you Can find it rude to interrupt One can bleed and leave no stain Can be cut without making a mark One can cry without shedding a tear Can scream without being heard One can feel most alone in the arms of those one loves Can only pretend for so long

Betrayal by melskylark, literature

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Betrayal

Steel blade, cold and dark Twirled between love's fingers Despite the threat, I trust A feeling of friendship that lingers I flash a smile, turn away Happy to finally see her Blade catches light as it falls I never thought this could occur Blood runs down my back Drips and pools between my feet I spin around, look in her eyes Unable to believe such horrid deceit Eyes stare back, once friendly That laughed with me on trips Once filled with passion and with love I can still feel that kiss on my lips Every day, she twists that blade Making me cry out in pain Every time she ignores or lies These mind games drive me insane I th

Winter Dream by melskylark, literature

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Winter Dream

I had that dream again The one where blood red roses Were painted white And wreathes of wildflowers Hung with ice Tears frozen on pale faces Wind burning cheeks red An open wound in the earth Bleeding streams of mud Beside it, peacefully lying A flag covered casket Red, white, and blue The only colors in a world Of black, white, snow, and ice Gunshots fire into the sky Each shot shaking to the core The colors carefully folded Gloves once white and clean Present them with a soft word That did not want to be heard Mahogany wood lowered gently Into the gaping wound Snow and earth follow in A blanket for eternal sleep I wo

Remember Me? by melskylark, literature

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Remember Me?

Dear God, remember me? I'm the one sitting in the back row Watching the sweating priest as he screams Damnation and fire spewing from his lips My mom holding my hand tightly Praying softly, ever so softly, That You will heal my daddy And stop the screaming at night. Dear God, remember me? I'm the one with a baby on my hip Screaming because he's hungry The bill collectors pounding on the door The word "eviction" painted in red My husband's been gone for days Even though he just went to get more milk With all the money we had ever saved. Dear God, remember me? I'm the one with blood on my thighs The doctor shaking his head sad

One of those days by melskylark, literature

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One of those days

Have you ever had one of those days where nothing felt right? You don't know who you are or what you're doing or how you could allow yourself to end up where you are. Everything seems to slice at your soul, ripping it, shredding it, causing blood to pool at your feet. You don't know how to stop it. Of course you don't, because no one knows how to stop it because no one admits they feel it, too. You question everything you thought you knew, especially about yourself. You wonder if maybe you made poor choices and will have to live with them forever and ever because God knows you can never escape the hell you yourself created. And you con

Living a Little by melskylark, literature

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Living a Little

I closed the book with a snap, rubbing the tension out of the bridge of my nose. I glanced at the clock on my cell phone that was lying quietly on the library table. One AM. Nine hours. Good Lord, I had been sitting at this table for nine straight hours, minus two bathroom breaks. Isn't the end of the semester great? Every class I was taking had a paper due in just a few short weeks, and tests scattered in the meantime. I sometimes wonder if they only hire teachers that check yes on the "Are you a sadist?" question on the application. I flipped open my phone and sighed at the lack of phone calls or messages. I guess my friends were a

Burn by melskylark, literature

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Burn

The dust of the little used road swirled in the summer wind. The metal of the car was hot against my back, a trickle of sweat tickling me between my shoulder blades. I had never seen a gas station like this in real life, old and rusted, with pumps straight from the seventies, a vintage coca-cola sign in the window of the small convenience store. But we were out of gas, and this would be the only place for miles. We had already been driving for days, and I was glad now for any chance to get out and stretch my legs. The boys were inside looking at the trash junk food that was offered, but he came out first. "Hey, look what I found." He h

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V4V Fanfic: Falling by melskylark, literature

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V4V Fanfic: Falling

I in no way own "V for Vendetta" or anything like that. If I did… Oh, if I did… ~~~ The van threw me out the door moving at high speeds. I rolled upon impact, crying out as the concrete ripped at my skin, tearing bits of flesh away. But I was alive. I was alive! I shakily stood to my feet, adrenaline helping me move. I had to get home, I had to beat them, I had to warn you. I had told them where you were so they would spare me, but I wasn't going to let them get you. I would get to you first, I would hide you so they could never find you. I would never allow you to experience the hell I've lived. When I saw the door hanging open,

Burn by melskylark, literature

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Burn

Living a Little by melskylark, literature

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Living a Little

One of those days by melskylark, literature

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One of those days

Remember Me? by melskylark, literature

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Remember Me?

Winter Dream by melskylark, literature

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Winter Dream

Betrayal by melskylark, literature

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Betrayal

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United States
Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: Texas
Favourite genre of music: Currently: Rock
MP3 player of choice: Sad to say it, an Ipod
Shell of choice: Those pretty muscle shells that are multicolored on the inside.
Wallpaper of choice: My "V for Vendetta" one
Skin of choice: The one I'm wearing?
Personal Quote: "Everything will be all right in the end, if it's not all right, it's not the end."

Favourite Movies

V for Vendetta, Now and Then, That Old Feeling, etc.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Currently: Breaking Benjamin

Favourite Writers

Currently: Faulkner

Favourite Games

Dogz on my NDS, and Sims on PC

Tools of the Trade

A smooth writing pen and paper, and when I draw, pencils

Other Interests

Writing, Reading, being a general dork.

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melskylark

Apr 17, 2007

A Little About Me to Start

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I am a writer.  Well, at the very least I pretend to be.  Every now and then I also imagine I am an artist by sketching and coloring, but it's harder to deceive myself as I take a step back, wondering why my finished works look nothing like the things in my head.  I guess practice makes perfect, right? But mainly, I am a writer.  I write for fandoms, including V for Vendetta, Harry Potter, and the Twilight series.  I write original short stories, normally based off of my dreams and fantasies.  I am also currently working on three novels, which I hope to finish before my hair is grey or before I die, whichever should come first.  I have poste