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Engel (boys love)
Eigenlijk haatte ik hem, hoe hij daar zat in de klas. Een zelfvoldane glimlach op zijn gezicht en een natuurlijke nonchalante houding die hij uitstraalde. Ze maakten me woest. Hij was het type dat altijd alles in zijn schoot geworpen kreeg, die nooit wat hoefde te doen voor zijn cijfers. Michaël was een van die mensen die altijd zelfverzekerd lijken. Ze stralen het soort zelfvertrouwen uit dat alleen maar ontleent kan worden aan de overtuiging dat zij de beste zijn op aarde.
Ik haatte hem, niet om wie ik dacht dat hij was maar om wat hij uitstraalde. Zo ook nu, hij leunde rustig achterover terwijl de leraar wiskunde sommen en formules op het boord schreef. Onderwijl keek Michaël verveeld naar zijn smartphone. Het was het nieuwste model met holo-functie. Hierdoor kon je de persoon aan de andere kant van de lijn ook daadwerkelijk zien. Praktisch onbetaalbaar. Waarschijnlijk aan hem gegeven door zijn schatrijke ouders. Mijn model was een simpele cycom. Niks bijzonders aan. Zijn
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Literature
Liar Liar
Liar liar liar.
The letters are sprawled on the wall.
In blood, the ink streaming from our wounds.
What we lived for now is dead.
Stitch you up.
Tear me apart,
Liar liar liar.
With ruby stained lips
you stole away my innocence.
Dreams shattered like a broken mirror.
Stitch me up.
Tear you apart.
Liar liar liar.
The words you hide.
As regret keeps overflowing from our wounds.
The fiery accusation of our love.
Stitch us up.
Tear us apart.
Liar liar liar.
The promises we made.
Whispering with every drop of blood.
Beautiful remains of what once was.
Stitched up.
A broken heart.
The wounds remain.
Liar liar liar.
Liar.
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Literature
Who will ?
Who will heal a broken heart?
Who will put together what has fallen apart?
Who will pick up the pieces and shards?
Who will sooth the pain felt?
Who will love the scars of the mind?
Who will love the scars on the outside?
Who will simply not care about either?
Who will embrace the darkness?
Who will love a wretched soul?
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Literature
what would you call it?
When you almost can't hold it in anymore.
When you want to shout it out loud.
When you want everyone to know.
When you want them to share in your joy
When you want to let them know.
But you can never tell.
Would you call that sadness?
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Literature
Enchantment
Words can't comprehend
What I feel for you.
Standing in the rain
Looking back into
Blue note sapphire eyes.
Blonde hair sticking
To your beautiful pale skin
Your crooked smile
Rendering me always
Powerless and still.
Dreaming wide awake
The fallen and the demon
Your hands on my chest
Pleading, screaming,
Silently begging me.
Begging heaven and hell.
“Please be mine?
I love you.”
“Yes”
“I am yours.”
As the rain stops
And clouds fade away.
You shed your fears
And I the darkness
That surrounded us.
Flying into the evening sky.
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Calm ends
Calm,
Anger,
Chaos,
Fear.
Emotions
Killing,
Thoughts,
Raging,
Knives,
cutting,
my arm,
bleeding,
life,
ending.
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Literature
A foxy tail chapter 2 part 1: Madair
“Florence? Hey, Florence, wake up” two hands softly trailed along his back. Florence stirred. “I don't want to wake up, let me sleep” The hands kept trailing, the fingers kept caressing his back. Again he stirred. He didn't really wanted her to stop. Part of him wanted to wake up and look at the arms, at the body, at the face that belonged to the hands softly caressing him. Yet somehow he kept lying there on his stomach, enjoying the touch and the voice belonging to the hands, musical almost: “Florence, you have to wake up” He smiled at her voice and turned around. “Hey” he said “Hey” she replied just before her face turned demonic and she tore him open with hands that had become claws.
With a jolt Florence woke up, ears flat against his head and the hairs on his tail upright. Darkness surrounded him. The only light came from the holopad on the wall near the door. It was three a clock in the morning. He sighed and flinched. At
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Literature
interchanging paths
We met once,
Fell in love
And went our ways.
Yet we somehow
Found ourselves
In the same place.
Now I am yours
And you are mine
Forever until the end of time.
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full moon
Full moon tonight
Illumimating the tears
Flowing down like a river
                                 
Alone and lost          
Hands reaching, searching
For a hold, a warm embrace
                         
A love to call their own    
Turning tears into joy
Bright like the moon
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Literature
A foxy tale: chapter 1
“Jealousy is a weird little thing”, Florence thought as he hung over the toilet seat and vomited out the contents of his stomach. His long red dyed hair hanging in wet strands and sticking to his face. His fox ears lay flat against his head and his tail lay weak on the ground. Blood and scars covered his once beautifully furred arms. The red fluid streamed down his arms making little pools of red on the floor. Again he vomited. Once more reaching for the pills that were standing beside him on the bathroom floor. Taking another swig he sat down and leaned against the bath trying to bite back the urge to vomit again.
He wanted to die. So badly. He was done with life. Definitely done. Everything he once loved and cared for was gone. Taken by someone else. He was out of love and out of time. And Yet he wondered. Why he was taking so long to kill himself. He could just stab himself with the knife he held in his right hand. He could end it. Quickly. Was he hoping that someone wou
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Literature
Chapter 2: where the fuck am I
Chapter 2: where the fuck am I??
As I stepped out of the Gehenna gate I noticed that something was amiss. One: I was at the wrong place, I should have been in an office building during daylight,  not on a deserted hill during twilight; two: I couldn't go back into Gehenna using the gate. “Great”, I thought, “just great”. I was stranded in the middle of nowhere with no idea as to where I was and no way to get back to Gehenna. “Must be a fault in the Gehenna transportation system” I said to myself. “Maybe I should phone the Gehenna gate service” that said, I took out my phone and dialed the number. “The service you're trying to reach is currently not available” The voice-mail told me. Just when I thought this day couldn't get any worse, I was out of reach. How could I be out of reach when I used a cellphone connecting to hell. If I could take a Gehenna gate anywhere , I should be able to phone anywhere as well shouldn't I?
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Schimmen en zinnen: De tweeling
H3
Verbouwereerd staarde Florence naar de vreemdeling in de deuropening. Een vreemdeling die eigenlijk geen vreemdeling bleek te zijn.
Zonder ook maar een woord uit te kunnen brengen, staarde hij naar zijn perfect evenbeeld. Want niemand anders dan hijzelf stond daar in de deuropening. Het lange zwarte haar, de doordringende blauwe ogen die in de zijne keken, zijn slanke postuur en de triestheid waarmee hij zich leek te dragen. Alles, echt alles was hem en hij was de vreemdeling in de deuropening. Zoveel realiseerde Florence zich wel.
Onbeweeglijk bleef hij daar staan. “Florence?” Aarzelend keek de vreemdeling hem aan. “Mag ik binnenkomen” Te verbaasd, te verlamd door de angst om nee te zeggen, knikte Florence. In zijn hoofd kwamen allerlei vragen naar boven. Vragen over wie deze man, zijn evenbeeld nu echt was, waarom hij nu juist vannacht voor zijn deur stond. Zijn gelaat kreeg een paniekerige uitdrukking. Hij was banger dan hij ooit was geweest, banger dan al
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Kon ik maar
Kon ik maar beschrijven
hoe ik me voel.
In woorden, zinnen en verzen.
Kon ik maar beschrijven
hoe mijn hart brak.
In stukjes, splinters en scherven.
Kon ik maar beschrijven
waarom ik het doe.
Het snijden, krassen en kerven.
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Schimmen en Zinnen: Een vreemdeling in de nacht
Hoofdstuk 1
Zacht sloot Florence de deur achter zich, prevelde weer wat woorden en ademde opgelucht toen hij de deur in het slot hoorde vallen. Zo zou niemand iets opmerken. Geluidloos gleed hij de trap op naar boven, onderwijl de huisbazin ontwijkend. Ondanks het feit dat hij langs haar liep, zag ze hem niet. Hij was als lucht: er tegelijkertijd wel en niet.  Eenmaal bovenaan de trap aangekomen keek hij om zich heen. Welke deur moest hij nemen? Het besluit kwam toen hij haar naamplaatje zag: Melody Archer.
Opnieuw prevelde hij hetzelfde setje woorden, als ware het een spreuk. En inderdaad, ook deze keer gleed de deur als vanzelf open en bevond Florence zich in de hal van de woning. Voorzichtig sloot hij de deur, zo min mogelijk geluid. De hal was er een zoals je die wel vaker ziet in bovenwoningen. Klein, geschilderd in een ivoorwitte kleur met aan zijn linkerkant een ouderwetse kapstok en paraplubak. Rechts van hem aan de muur hing een setje foto's. Onderzoekend keek hij ernaar. Afbe
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Home
Do you remember the last time you felt like you were home?
I remember
I remember feeling happy, warm, and safe
On an open meadow
With the wind in my hair
And the sweet long grass under my feet
I felt home
I run with the horses
I sleep with the sheep
I play with the dogs
I felt home
I pick little yellow flowers
I washed by the brook
In the shade of the apple trees
I jump with chickens
I climb with the cats
I swim with fish
I felt home
But then mother calls me home
My heart is torn between two
My meadow and my house
‘Tomorrow’ she says
‘You can come back to tomorrow’
But what will I miss while I'm gone?
When all is quiet in my house
Mother and father a sleep
I get up and go to the meadow
I play with my friends
All of them
All over again
And I fall a sleep with them
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Feelings (In His Perspective)
Now you're in love, or so you think.
On the brink of infatuation, an obsession,
clinging on to whatever you can get.
But don't fret! It'll only end in regret.
These "feelings" are formed from your imagination,
An affectation of what you think you know.
But in the end you'll show, what you soon will begin to deplore.
Paining yourself, is it worth it?
You'll be burnt out, striving for mirth, but only ending in hurt.
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Elijah Riverflow
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Hi there lovely watchers, friends and cute creepers lurking around my profile <3

My name is Elijah Riverflow. I am an aspiring writer, singer, poet, artist and songwriter.
I write a lot and about everything. From Fantasy stories with lots of dragons to stories about normal people and the events happening to them ; from romantic to dark and gloomy.
I absolutely love anime, books, furries (as in roleplay and characters in my stories), writing, pokemon, doctor who, game of thrones, a lot of series acutally gaming, playing the guitar from time to time, sports,
and above all those who I hold dear.

I usually am a nice person. Unless
you touch my loved ones or lie to me. Then I will end you <3
No pressure.

I have been writing since about a year and a half back. Before that I rarely used
my deviantart. I am hardly an experienced or good writer. However I do my best
and write anyway because I want to.

So have fun around my profile, leave a comment, a badge or a note (I love receiving notes and answering them). Oh and If you really love my writing/art, don't forget to click on the watch button <3

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sevenofeleven Featured By Owner May 25, 2014
I am doing a Watcher's feature journal
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Hidden-Behind-A-Book Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2014  Student Writer
Thank you so much for the watch! :)
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Littlebluegreenfly Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Guess who? <3
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Gowiththaflo Featured By Owner Dec 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
The doctor?
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Littlebluegreenfly Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
...Yes.

Hello, River.
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Gowiththaflo Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
The pun :D
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AsakoBunny Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the fave.
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Gowiththaflo Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem :3
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Thank you for the fav on my poetry. I'm glad you enjoyed my words so much. I hope you're having an amazing day with lots of inspiration for your own work!

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No problem :3
Hope you enjoyed mine as well :3
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