ParadiseHunter

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New Years by ParadiseHunter, literature

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New Years

The city of lights sparkles in the bay The city of lights sits in the desert The city of lights is just out of reach But we could always go there together The countdown is just starting 10. The way your smile lights up your face 9. The way you wrap your arms around me 8. The night I held you because you had no one else 7. The first and last people we saw together were the same 6. The way your hand feels in mine 5. The way we heard that he was afraid of us 4. Talking to each other to calm ourselves down after we were scared 3. The 93 minutes that were the best of our lives 2. The harmonization we worked so hard on 1. Le

Somewhat Damaged by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Somewhat Damaged

Whatever's on her mind has her smiling But it's not enough to make me smile back The letter she received has yellowed with age And the sentiment I wrote on it isn't felt anymore Throw this away with the rest of the debris you left behind Wither away into oblivion as the sun sets What it was that I needed to tell you has faded on the page And the ashes fly away on the breeze from the tip of my tongue Let's see if he can convince me otherwise Wrap your arms around me one last time before I fade away Out of your life and into oblivion without you Remember how it used to be but can never be again Whatever's on her mind has her smiling

Washington by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Washington

Remember the day we looked at the ocean together? The city of pyramids at our back Spirals gleaming and catching your eye The shirt clung close to your skin You snapped my picture as the wind caught my hair And flung it across my face Remember the night when I returned home? Your friends knew all about it The walk in the park The lunch we had had The day we had spent together and enjoyed Honored to know that Remember the month I was near you? I'm sure that you don't Ignoring my calls Making excuses Shunning me away I fled from that state without seeing you once Now we're strangers again Which is how you want it

Asphyxiate by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Asphyxiate

You strangle me I strangle you back Then it's gone The time we had Is in my grasp And holding on I turn my back From what you are And what you could have been To me Now I see you And feel you You strangle me I strangle you back It's the same As it was last time The rhythm flows As I feel it in my bones I'm not alone You strangle me I strangle you back Then we act like it never happened And we're best friends again Then it's gone The time we had Is in my grasp And holding on I turn my back From what you are And what you could have been To me

When You Sleep by ParadiseHunter, literature

Tovarishch by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Tovarishch

The accordion keys will announce my arrival The waltz will start soon after that Letting everyone know I've made it back alright Bottles of wine will be opened And drank down like it was just water The roasted turkey and ham set on the table And the head of the town will look at me He'll say, "Здравствуйте!" And ask me how hard it was And I will reply and tell him it was no trouble No trouble at all And he'll ask me how my hands are I'll hold them to the light to show their calluses He smiles and nods as the others sit around Waiting to hear the stories of m

Blood Clot by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Blood Clot

Let my needle numb you and breathe life into you Back into the part of you that I treasure the most The part that whispered the words to me And stunned me into silence but I still let my needle breathe Know that I wrote with the scalpels on my hands And carved our names into a tree And stood back and marveled at the work I'd done Then wiped my scalpels off on the side of my jeans So I pulled the needle from my lips and set to work again And sterilized it over a hot fire Before injecting myself with what I needed I felt you in my legs then, after you whispered to me And I was foolish and felt my legs lock up and stiffen As soon as

December by ParadiseHunter, literature

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December

I can still feel it on my face The mist that surrounds the memories of you Let the cold December come Let me sing about it again to everybody And I look outside and still expect you to be waiting for me Another day lost I'm still waiting for you to come inside I want to ask you something but I think someone answered already Drained everything else Left what I needed here But it was what I needed four years ago And it only lasted for a week What I wanted changed And I have nothing left again December used to be my favorite month Now it'll fall into obscurity again Maybe I will wait ten more months for something better And it w

Coil by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Coil

I'm wrapped in the spiral of myself The choking grip on my spine tightens Let it go I tell myself but it won't happen And the feeling climaxes In an explosion of color and emotions And I can feel air seeping into my lungs Breathe life into me again My hollow shell is sitting there alone Next to everything else I left behind for you I'm wrapped in the spiral of myself The choking grip on my spine tightens Let it go I tell myself but it can't happen

The Magical Pants by ParadiseHunter, literature

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The Magical Pants

I put on these magical pants And these pants are making me dance Making me dance all over the place And then they made me kick your face And I’m oh so sorry I kicked your face But, now, it seems, I’m in a race The pants are making me run quite far All the way down to the local bar I run in and yell, “Hey, stop drinking! Instead, all of your patrons should be thinking! About these magical pants that I have on.” But before I can finish I’m already gone Into the sunset, wearing these pants These magical pants that made me dance

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New Years by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Pleuvoir des fleurs de cerise by ParadiseHunter, literature

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Pleuvoir des fleurs de cerise

This is the road that I used to walk on Back when the cherry blossoms bloomed along with my heart They would beat together when I spoke to you The first gift I gave you was a cherry blossom The sun would rise over the trees Your face was brighter than the sun I remember being afraid that your face would blind me with beauty And now I wonder where the days have gone The cherry blossoms have since died away The forest of trees has died, and only withered bare trees are left The first gift I gave you was a kiss You had to leave Without a word And still I wonder where the days went Even now in my sleep the cherry blossoms rain on me

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Artist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: Wherever I am at the particular moment that you ask me where I am
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite photographer: Rob Sheridan
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Favourite cartoon character: Donald Duck|Winnie the Pooh|Jommy|Greg the Mayonaise Man|Senor Burrito

Favourite Visual Artist

H.R. Giger|Frank Miller

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Stephen King|Neil Gaiman|Clive Barker|Edgar Allen Poe|Thomas Harris

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ParadiseHunter

Jan 22, 2010

Changes?

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So I just deleted a lot of my older submissions on here; most were just stupid little things I did in Paint 5-or-so years ago that I thought were good, but actually weren't. I also set about editing some of my older "songs" to correct any outward mopey-ness, grammar I felt wasn't up to par, etc. It's kind of long and tedious work, but I feel that it needs to be done since my feelings are constantly changing and my life is gaining more experience, and as I get older and my viewpoints and opinions and just general outlook on life changes, I want that to be reflected in even some of the first things I wrote. An argument against this could be th

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ParadiseHunter

Apr 17, 2006

Enough . . .

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Enough with Sonny Moore! He can't sing for shit, and for all of those girls who constantly say, "Sonny Moore is hot, Sonny Moore is hot" . . . he's not! He's a skinny little fruitcake who can't sing, can't even write decent lyrics, looks like he fell out of an ugly tree and got slapped by all of the branches on the way down, then landed on a trampoline at the bottom, thus sending him back up to be slapped even more, and just needs to die in a very terrible way for making people who are ALREADY in the "emo" frame of mind even MORE "emo." You know who listens to Sonny Moore? Those attention-grabbing fucks who cut themselves while listening to S