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Poetry~

May. 25th, 2013 | 02:47 am
location: Here
mood: indifferentindifferent
music: Mumford and sons

                  Listen-
Stop and listen
to your heartlessness,
it's beating you down.
If you won't listen,
it's your heart that's missed
and not beating now.
©written by me ♥ Lisa L. Smith

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A Poem

Jul. 16th, 2012 | 02:00 am
location: Canada, British Columbia, City of Langley

~ A Poem ~

Echoing Patterns of the patter intonations in the rain;
One of the quaint Elements in which to bring me sane.
A sweet melody of marigolds, of swimming in and under clouds;
Dizziest inflections, all alone in empty crowds.
So Just to make it simple, keep them all away;
From the happiness and hollowest of wherever sought to play.
Never let the sun be warm and safe or ever kind;
And have told all to their yesturdays, though has never told their mind.

Written by ~ Lisa L. S
<•>_<•>

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The Tale of Bambi & Thumper Winchester, part 1 | PG

Jun. 3rd, 2012 | 11:49 pm
location: Canada, British Columbia, City of Langley
mood: silly -> Tired -> silly...
music: Beethoven? 0.o

Title: The Tale of Bambi & Thumper Winchester
Author:

mrs_ippi
Fandom: Supernatural/Disney - Bambi
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Bambi, Thumper, Flower... etc.
Genre: Crack, Crossover/AU
Wordcount: 1,800~
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be.
Summary: Forced to watch his mother die, Bambi is determined to get revenge. Until one day he and his brother meet someone who might be able to help.

Bambi blindly raced through the forest trees for a long while.Collapse )


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Adventures In Babysitting | PG

Nov. 28th, 2011 | 01:05 pm
mood: confusedconfused
music: Asia - Heat of the Moment

Title: Adventures In Babysitting
Author: mrs_ippi
Fandom: Dexter
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Debra, Harrison
Genre: Gen
Wordcount: 586
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be.
Summary: Written for liliaeth's prompt - Deb finds Dexter's box of slides.

It was late in the afternoon in July...Collapse )

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~Perspective of A Neglected Guitar~

Jul. 16th, 2011 | 09:01 pm
location: chair
mood: contemplativecontemplative
music: the nerve of you to ask!!! =P

...So I stand, forever legless. A mockery of melodiousness.
The measure of time has aged, though has denied the measure of time.
I'd been grabbed by my neck, only to be thrown inside a darkness that,
(I am sure), resembles Hell. And then..... p e n e t r a t i n g     silence.
The razor-sharp zzzip, encircles my body, my face, my neck...my....
my muffled frets; scorned..forgotten all too many times.

   As shameful as it may sound, I would trade this desolate existence, only to be molested
by those fumbling fingertips once more.
   Oh, the remembrance of my assemblence,
so like a true apparition. Virtuous hands caressed my face, my neck....my smooth,polished body.
He had played me so angelically. Such a promising refrain, full of hope.
And still I can't recall what it had been. It's sound encased in Hell, with me. 

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