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About Me Member Wannabe Poet Kijan18/Male/Slovenia

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This is a story, it comes from my pen, this is my story, my life is at its end.
This is a story, like none other, this is a story, of a simple writer.
Now I will begin, telling my tale, I sadly do not know, how it will fare, I’ll do my best, always tell with a smile, now it begins, this is me ... as a child.
Born to parents, both were Priests, my father even in the top ranking lists, my mother known as the Cuckoo’s nest, because she was such a gentle Priestess.
People would expect I’d become like them, &nb

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Something for my friendsThanks for accepting me for who I am, thanks for showing me true heaven, thanks for making me smile everyday, thanks for making my worries go away.
A billion thanks I'd like to say, but still that wouldn't be enough 'cause you're a friend one can only wish for, … nah, you are even something more.
Something I cannot really explain, if I'd try, words would only be in vain, this is just one of these things in life, which just cannot be described.
That's why I'll settle down, finish here, stating that forever I'd like to see you near, sta Something for my friends
by ~Kijan

Now what to do?A world of freedom it is said, but this is the biggest lie instead, a world of choices it is told, but there are none as your story unfolds.
A world where you may do what your heart begets, but in reality it is only that what society lets, a world where your own dreams you can follow, but only if they fit into norms that are so hollow.
As time passes, many questions arise, what in this world is true and what's a lie, as time passes, you start to compare, world you saw then, and at what you now stare.
Now what to do, when you see the truth so cruel, &n Now what to do?
by ~Kijan

He, who does not careIf there is someone who does not care about, your feelings, your opinions, everything you might hold dear ... than that would be time. He, who does not care
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GrandpaI see the leaves as they fall, through the wind I hear your call, as the sun shines down with grace, I see the clouds as forming your face.
Grandpa, how long has it been, grandpa, when our eyes last have seen?
Grandpa, how long has it been, grandpa, when your voice I stopped hearing?
Now I stand besides your grave, but my face isn't pale, because still I remember your advice: 'Do not mourn the dead, everybody dies.'
'Son, when death shall take its toll on me, please do not cry, because this … is destiny, Grandpa
by ~Kijan

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81. Pen and PaperPen against Paper Stop, freeze, hold on to your emotions and capture them - don't let go now.
Yet hours later... Nothing has changed. Blank lines stare back. Hell's laughter roars.
Sweat drips, frustration, frowning aches my face and yet my muse remains dead.
Pen against paper yet no ink disturbs the lines - the blankness mocks me.
The page remains blank. No matter how much I plead- my muse is still gone.
Anger surges through, it has me clutching the pen. Snap. It cracks in two.
Oh... Oops 81. Pen and Paper
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The shadowy places where the light can't fully reach. I've screeched to a halt on the borderline, Between yes and no, Full of 'almosts' and 'maybes.' Where time drifts interminably toward more questions. Resting always on the threshold, never beckoned in, I can't win though my only sin is indecision. Stuck in the in-between, Caught between silence and a scream, I settle for a growl of frustration, howling at the absent answers. The detours have disabled me like a cancer, And I've no hope for remission.
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Faded In the Blackout 1.1Gott. I did not believe in this Gott, in God. I knew that judgment would come with time. When Hitler came into power, I was only a child. I idolized him. He seemed so strong, so smart, and I envied him. But I was barely eight years old. There was no way for me to support this valiant man nor my country. I was raised in a family that held its country in high regard, and I planned on joining Hitler's army when I was able. Knowing my chosen path, I trained as best I could. My friends and I were always on our toes, playing 'War' or 'Angst'. 'Angst' was not a traditional game, but whenever one of us was feeling a bit down, we played it Faded In the Blackout 1.1
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For everything there's a first time. :)

Journal Entry: Mon Nov 16, 2009, 7:43 AM

Hey,

long time no hearing. For everything there's a first time ... heh, even for serious journal posts this seems to be true.

Usually my journal posts are short, with little tidbits of my life thrown into them. Now I've decided to get a little more serious with this. Who knows, maybe something good will come out?

Life's been treating me good. Got a nice girlfriend, my grades are well ... but it still throws me a rock or two. Got a bad grade at physics which really saddened me. The story behind it is long and I don't wish to be bother you with it. Suffice to say, it was given unjust and everyone agreed with me. But the grade's been given, can't change that anymore. But I don't look down, I rather stare at the sky and think of ways on how to repair the damage.

Also have an injury problem, got a broken knee. It's cool though, I can walk, run, everything ... it just hurts after a while - badly. But didn't tell anyone of it for about 3 months. ^^ Maybe I should have ... maybe it would be better now. Heh, easy to be smart after the events ... but before the events you truly see how much knowledge you lack to make the best decision, no?

All in all ... I'm not a pessimistic person. If trouble arrives I tackle them head on. I'm not afraid of challenges, nah, I like them to be honest. But the problem is ... they never really go away. Usually when I'm done with something ... something new already arrives. It tires me out, sometimes I just wish to go somewhere where there is no one, where I could be alone and wander and sink deeply into my thoughts. For once I'd like to be there where there is no society ... because slowly I get the feeling that where society is ... there are usually also problems to deal with, A LOT of problems.

Anyway, take care and hope that you like it. ^^

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Mood: Joy
Listening to: Ormatie - American Girl
Reading: French Testament
Watching: Nothing.
Playing: World of Warcraft - Warlock ;)
Eating: Had some cereal.
Drinking: White coffe. :)

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Current Residence: Maribor
Interests: Teenage basic Interests. *No WEED or ALCOHOL!
Favourite movie: To many to count.
Favourite band or musician: Rammstein, Gareth Emery.
Favourite genre of music: Most Metal types, Rock, Classic, Trance.
Favourite artist: Dali and some awesome Manga artists. :)
Favourite poet or writer: France Prešeren - yes, also Slovene poets exist. ;)
Favourite photographer: None.
Favourite style of art: Traditional. :)
Operating System: Widnows? Windows! :D
MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano.
Shell of choice: Red Koopa.
Wallpaper of choice: Anykind with a nice motive on it.
Skin of choice: Basic.
Favourite game: I have too many.
Favourite gaming platform: PC, Playstation 2 and 3, Xbox 360, Nintendo DS. :)
Favourite cartoon character: Naruto, Ruffy, Edd, Sanji, Dexter and Courage the Cowardly dog. :P :D
Personal Quote: Some like a story with a happy ending, but I like a happy story with an ending that never comes. :)
Tools of the Trade: For now, none. ;)

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~sugarsnapsxx 19 hours 21 minutes ago

thank you so much for the fav on pen & paper: [link] <333. it means so much to me.

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~angelsarefascists 6 days 14 hours ago

You're too kind. Thank you.

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^{"Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, that the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; for my enemy is dead." Walt Whitman}

~Kijan 5 days 5 hours ago

No problem.

As I've said, an interesting gallery you have there. ^^

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Some dream of a story with a happy ending, I dream of a happy story with an ending that never comes.

~angelsarefascists 6 days 17 hours ago

Well, I want to thank you for your comment and also for the favorite; both meant a lot to me

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^{"Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, that the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; for my enemy is dead." Walt Whitman}

~Kijan 6 days 15 hours ago

No problem, you've deserved it.

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Some dream of a story with a happy ending, I dream of a happy story with an ending that never comes.

=sheshet Nov 16, 2009, 3:37:41 PM

Thank you so much for the

and the truly wonderful feedback on "The Cherokee's Cry"! Much appreciated!

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Love comes from inside of you.
Make friends is something you could do,
And that's what I did
When I met her.
And her is Cari.
And we are friends,
And we will be that way until the end,
And the end is forever.

Luv ya, Cari