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Hey Uncle Sam... by quietnoise, literature

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Hey Uncle Sam...

3.13.08 - `hey, Uncle Sam...` - SLP. Every time the doorbell rings- my heart comes to a stop, and I hope that I know who waits at the door. Every time I come home to a strange car in the driveway - I just want to keep driving by. Every ring of the phone turns my feet to lead as I hope against hope that it's just mom... The taps have been played too often, far too long. The gunshots are heard from millions of miles away... Don't tell me that the chaplains will visit my door and thank me for his service for this country. Don't tell me that the next time I go to

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No title. by quietnoise, literature

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No title.

`----` 6/03/03 Fragile little soul, Gossamer wings torn mid-flight, Spiraling down, Too fast, so sad. All lost in the crash, Fumbled landing, Taps played, Mourning lost out on the world. So blind to pure fury, Cage's captive unleashed, Crimson view for a little while longer, Actions speak instead of words. Serial slayings of emotion, Unwise, but done, all too late. No rewind button to press, No one can go back. Distant clock tolling hour thirteen, Crimson dulls to throbbing black, One fragile soul lost to the world, Another poor sucker born. Further decay of society presses no further, Blind eyes and ears to an

Confusion. by quietnoise, literature

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Confusion.

`confusion` 11/11/03 Turn away to hide tears, Vulnerability becomes strongest curse, Tall boy with dark eyes that spills forth hidden emotions, In the end, it all becomes nothing more than tears and unspoken words. Rift yawning in between, Hands speaking for silenced lips, Silvery words begging for more, Explosive climax thrusts onto a different level. Limbs of flesh and bone wanting to encircle him, Desiring to pour forth comfort, Intense hunger to push away everything wrong from him. That hunger pushed to one side, ignored for some more time. Awkward day after, silence greets hopefulness; Only to dash mood, and little dreams..

Another non-titled one. by quietnoise, literature

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Another non-titled one.

(Her eyes) So broken from the tears, At the table, (little red and white tablecloth) all alone- The candle's flame flickers now and then.(Tragic beauty illuminated) Curiousity (slayer of felines) overwhelms- Should I stay, or approach? (Questions, decisions, ugh) Her broken eyes stare and see nothing- (A siren's call) Burning to go over, (hold her tight) and get answers... After all, this bar's a lonely place (Why's a girl like her here?) Could I be her prince Charming? (Sans a white horse) Or is it another of my gender (I apologise) that's got her weeping? Women can confuse. (Or is it me that gets easily confused?) Her ey

Needs and wants. by quietnoise, literature

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Needs and wants.

12/03/03. `Needs and wants.` - SLP. I want to suck you in, And forget how to breathe. I just need you in my head just a bit longer. I need to feel something besides this numbness inside of me. I want to see beautiful, And remember all the work that went into that beautiful. I just need to feel real just a bit longer. I need to see something besides all the grey in front of me. I want to reach out and touch the sun, And feel it burn me inside... I just need to remove myself from my body just a bit longer, I need to taste something besides the metal in my mouth. I want to hear the keening of the doves, And go deaf for some ti

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Love affair. by quietnoise, visual art

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About quietnoise

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Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: Washington State.
Favourite genre of music: Electic.
Favourite style of art: Whatever appeals to my eye.
Skin of choice: As long it's pink.
Favourite cartoon character: Nemo/Marlin/Dory.
Personal Quote: `Some people are so afraid of dying that they never begin to live.` - Woody Allen.

Favourite Visual Artist

Dali.

Favourite Movies

Flatliners, Memento... and some others.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Can't choose a favourite.

Favourite Writers

Plath. Poe. Shakespeare. King. Koontz. Saul. So forth.

Tools of the Trade

Adobe Photoshop 7. Pen. Paper. My brain.

Other Interests

Writing. Drawing. Reading. Ectcera.

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quietnoise

Nov 22, 2007

I'm back. :)

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I've got this nifty phone, the sidekick3, and it has a built in camera, My boyfriend is still finding out bits and pieces about Washington, six months later. I've finally went through all the pictures, and I'll be posting them when I have the time. :) Hope you enjoy.

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quietnoise

Nov 22, 2005

Back?

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And I've drifted back, maybe. I'm enjoying life -- but with that enjoyment comes the loss of the muse. I see her on the edges of my eyesight, but she teases. No probelm, as long as I'm happy, right? And now, I've got a poem to show. weird how life works like that. - me.

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quietnoise

Apr 10, 2005

Ah, fickle muse.

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My muse.. has quietly faded without a word, and I'm left groping for things to fill the emptiness. I used to be able to write for lengths at time without hitting a wall. Now it's only brief moments of clarity and I usually find myself without a writing tool. When I find the tools necessary, the walls jump out at me again. Hopefully, soon, some sort of inspiration will hit me and course through my body to those fingers...