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I Hate PoetryI hate poetry I hate everything it is I just don't like itI Hate Poetry
by ~Logan-Mayhem
Ozymandias IIOzymandias IIOzymandias II
I found no traveller from an antique land Instead, two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the arctic. So very far from sand. Abandoned, only barely the bone, The skull, the ribs and one hand. But inside, what things I've read Of this man and his great deed Uniting the world in a dark time. And in the journal, these words appear: 'My name is Adrian Veidt, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' Only I have set eyes on these words And ever shall it stay. The lone and level snow stretches far away.
by ~Logan-Mayhem
I am NOT"There's not a darkness That can freeze me. Nor a monster I'd run from.I am NOT
But outside my domain Where I cannot predict My days or myself, I could not live.
I stay the course My roof's the same And what I know Should never change."
These words were once spoken But not by me. What ho, another hill to be climbed, I shall just go round.
by ~Logan-Mayhem
Gift of the WyvernGift of the WyvernGift of the Wyvern
Yuan-ti are marching on a castle, led by a yuan-ti werewolf. Years ago, a village was told by a prophet to sacrifice all their first-born sons to the snake-god. This would grant them eternal life. They did so, but they were turned into the long-lived yuan-ti. The village wasn't impressed. They demanded vengeance and the village's greatest warrior ripped off the prophet's head and drank his blood. The man/yuan-ti was transformed into a part werewolf as a curse from his own god. The people of the village would live long, but he wou
by ~Logan-Mayhem
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Sunrise on a HillA lone mage stands upon the hill. Quiet birdsong breaks his reverie, wind whistles and grass moves. Change has come and swept him away, his land, his people. Everything he knew is gone, leaving only the ghost of a memory. A sigh empties his lungs, carrying on his breath a dark note of sadness. Dawn breaks. As he looks on the light spreads across the ground like a warming blanket. The birds cry out thanks that again the light has come, and the grass seems to shake with vigour. The sky is split by colour, slowly purple lights the horizon, followed by the palest shade of pink. &Sunrise on a Hill
by ~kryshen
Nemesis RisingDarkened skies, rain falling down upon the world of lies take me down to that road you know Cover me in nightmare oil light a match and let it goNemesis Rising
Tearing skin at the seams, dark red blood withered dreams tear out my heart and put it in a special place Get the knives ready on the ground hungry blades fall from grace
Be at my side, when doomsday comes love denied Can see the horror of that demon inside there is no perfect way that can be exorcised
In preparation for the dawn, I love you still d
by *8-0-8
HeartbreakHeartbreak Well Constant Reader, it is my sad duty, or choice I suppose, to inform you that my heart is broken. This article won't be published until January, but I suppose you should know that I'm writing it in November. My relationship with the love of my life has ended, much to my surprise and chagrin. A few of you will say that I am only a teenager, and it can only be expected, but you are ignorant, I might even say foolish, to judge what you didn't know. Some of you might also say that love changes with time. Some say that teens cannot fall in love. FirstHeartbreak
by ~kryshen
The devil and who?
RageDevious Info
- Current Residence: the Barrow-Downs
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: a lot
- Print preference: Well done
- Interests: Guitar, Drums, writing, reading, destroying small villages, collecting kobold skulls, slaying orcs.
- Favourite movie: Lords of Dogtown, Aladdin, Sweeney Todd, August Rush, Rock in Rio
- Favourite band or musician: 3 Inches of Blood, Tool, METALLICA, Ensiferum, Lamb of God, Apocalyptica, Iron Maiden
- Favourite genre of music: metal.
- Favourite artist: Mark, Todd Lockwood, Sam Wood, Alex Grey, Logan Mayhew
- Favourite poet or writer: Chris Rush, R.A. Salvatore, JRR Tolkien, Ray Bradbury, Logan Mayhew
- Favourite photographer: Yousuf Karsh
- Favourite style of art: Dada, poetry, literature
- Operating System: 7
- MP3 player of choice: Computer
- Shell of choice: 12
- Wallpaper of choice: Hydra's Teeth
- Skin of choice: Fresh
- Favourite game: I do not play games
- Favourite gaming platform: D&D v3.5
- Favourite cartoon character: Shego
- Personal Quote: Like cheese to milk.
- Tools of the Trade: Zombie, goat's milk
- Website: http://www.logan-mayhem.deviantart.com
- Email: Metal@TheBestMusicEver.com
- AIM: for the head.
- MSN: Missing Significant Needles
- ICQ: 132
- Skype: What is Skype? A graphics program?
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| Name: Logan Alexander Mayhew Race: Human Class: Rogue Level: 7 Hp: 34 Ac: 13 (+2 Dexterity, +1 leather armour) Init: +2 Str: 10 Dex: 14 (+2) Cha: 10 Wis: 12 (+1) Int: 12 (+2) Con: 13 (+1) Attack: +1 Flaming Shortsword, + 8 attack, 1d6 damage + 1d6 fire damage Attack: +1 Frost Hand Crossbow, + 7 attack, 1d4 + 1d6 frost damage Attack: +1 Shock Hand Crossbow, + 7 attack, 1d4 + 1d6 shock damage Feats: Weapon finesse, exotic weapon proficiency (hand crossbow), two weapon fighting, point-blank shot, dodge |
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WWHRD?
METAL UP YOUR ASS!
Where is your god now?
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Well that's just prime.
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It's a dark world out there
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Well that's just prime.
OMG! Your ID! LOL! I love it!
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Well that's just prime.
THings are pretty good. Very busy. How about you?
However, because of that, I haven;t been all that busy, as anything I have to do is on the computer... Though, I gues that's not really an excuse to not draw any more Chip the Monk...
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Well that's just prime.
That really sucks, sorry to hear that!
Hahaha, very true. You can easily draw without a computer. :3
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