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24 hours in the life of a town by SleepyRussian, literature

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24 hours in the life of a town

24 hours in the life of a town or a city Raw droplets of viscous dew slid their way to the very confines of a dozing branch to subtly plop off, slithering through erratic, mountainous nail-like crevasses of the wall, traversing as to morph around it’s obstacle, shifting light to give the bulwark an appearance of shivering. Inside, warm but faint moonbeams dissipate to signal the mutual arrival of weary, far-travelled sunlight while vaguely discernable bulbs hesitantly increase in luminescence. Coming off standby, bored circuits meet together and kick-start the metabolic organs of the house. Transmuting then, into light, heat and s

June 19th- Frugal Memory by SleepyRussian, literature

Co-operative by SleepyRussian, literature

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Co-operative

Within, Literary stashes are ballooning and lumping together. One string for everyone. One colour, one idea. Intimidating creatures of emotion and circumstance, Each to their own, one desk and one pen. Clearly we should all be here, but for what? Purposely I have my doubts concealed While they are still fixed thought, Steady, while my salmon skin Flails upstream again and again In vain, False pride, And Denial

Ma Petite Amie by SleepyRussian, literature

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Ma Petite Amie

Ma Petite Amie Elle est une fille comme moi, pourtant c'est m'on oppose. Elle envahit ma tête, jusqu'á je voie seulement des pâquerettes. Elle a un fort revêtement externe, mais quand elle est desoleé, Elle est delicate. C'est mon devoir, de la console, bien sur. Quand je vais trop haut, elle attends en bas, Quand je me perds, elle affiche ma route, Et quand j'ai froid, elle ne me lâche pas. Elle est la tulipe, une amante parfaite. Toutes parties chantent sa magnificience; Ses cheveux cerise de la minuit, legers comme le brise, Son sourire baroque et ses yeux, Deux lioness dorées á l'int

June 18th Fragmented Poem 2 by SleepyRussian, literature

June 18th- Fragmented Poems 1 by SleepyRussian, literature

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June 18th- Fragmented Poems 1

Harsh conditions strike the best of us. At these times The storyteller comes Snuggle up near and listen, Allow him to close your wounds, Brighten your mood When the storyteller talks, the whole world stops, and smiles. His tales imbueded in the sky, Painted serene. When the storyteller leaves, Eyes wander to the ground & hearts grow apart, As problems tow at the seams, Painfully closer. So tell the storyteller, We don't want him to go, We need him To stay a wlittle while, linger, 'Til dawn comes.

June 17th -Masked Smiles and Artificial Sunshine by SleepyRussian, literature

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June 17th -Masked Smiles and Artificial Sunshine

What if the better falls? The I guess the loser wins.,. Do I make you cry Do I make you cry, My words still mean nothing And you've become so shy Follow me into the grave, don't be afraid, I'm not misleading you, The caskets open, I'm hoping Thine eyes aren't beleiving you. My sister coughs into the walls, While her parents fight for custody, The sickness spreads throughout her lungs But the focus is still on me Do I make you cry? -If I made you cry once Do I make you cry -Then there's still hope -When the hate's shown to the audience Then we'll know My sister used to laugh a lot, Eyes open wide and smiling, Now a

JUne 5th Wishful Thinking by SleepyRussian, literature

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JUne 5th Wishful Thinking

He arrives to stand at the door with hesitation with shy arms bound to his side. The doorbell rings. Looking down he converts anxiety into a nervous shuffling of the feet, cleaning doleful shoes on the doormat, except, of course, without the doormat. The door opens and she is visible,leaning brunette curls onto the frame . A playful attitude sits on the light on her eyes. "Hey" she says. "Hey". After a short silence she speaks again. "What are you doing here at this hour?" She smiles as the words drift out her lips. He averts his eyes, daring not to look but the body is fixed forming a gaze of its own. Fighting to control the fleeting mo

May 24th- Excerpt by SleepyRussian, literature

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May 24th- Excerpt

A girl, upon seeing a jogger, Performs a meagre imitation but falls, Wailing and clutching her face. She is supported, however, With a loving hand Attached to comforting fingers, Her mother. This observable connection Between mother and child Is as opposite to superficial As penguins and zebras. A strange comparison, Only picked because they are both black and white.

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24 hours in the life of a town by SleepyRussian, literature

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24 hours in the life of a town

June 19th- Frugal Memory by SleepyRussian, literature

Co-operative by SleepyRussian, literature

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Co-operative

Ma Petite Amie by SleepyRussian, literature

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Ma Petite Amie

June 18th Fragmented Poem 2 by SleepyRussian, literature

June 18th- Fragmented Poems 1 by SleepyRussian, literature

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June 18th- Fragmented Poems 1

June 17th -Masked Smiles and Artificial Sunshine by SleepyRussian, literature

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June 17th -Masked Smiles and Artificial Sunshine

JUne 5th Wishful Thinking by SleepyRussian, literature

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JUne 5th Wishful Thinking

May 24th- Excerpt by SleepyRussian, literature

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May 24th- Excerpt

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Writing Tournament 2013 ~ Round I by Writers--club, journal

Writing Tournament 2013 ~ Round I

Jan 18, 2013

Come one and come all, raise your pen take part in this grand literary battle! There are subscriptions, points, and more to be won! You all have until February 19th to enter. The time is nigh for the Third Annual Writers--club (https://www.deviantart.com/writers--club) Literature Tournament! This is a tournament for all writers welcoming prose and poetry! :la: It will be a grand competition spanning three rounds of literary challenge! :typerhappy: First of all, you must be willing to write for each of the rounds over the coming months. There will be judging at the end of each round and those who progress to the next round will have to write a new piece for the next round's th

My Wife by Izerideon, literature

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My Wife

Dear God, My wife is a ceaseless challenge. She is there at every advantage to seduce me into mindless rage. With her, I have sinned. I pray you read these words, God; I thank you. She contracts me to critical thinking. She provokes me to betray myself—a thing every man needs. Thank you for my wife; she is beautiful beyond words of any language. She is kind with a motionless heart. She is an answer to every prayer I've uttered, so cleverly disguised as merely a mortal being. She is what I understand love to be. Her heart is the standard my soul aspires to rise. She has challenged me, my every thought. She has demanded to

Straight path by MindSoulBody-Believe, literature

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Straight path

I hate how you find your way back to me every time Just like a curve-free straight line Leading from your happy colourful world to the dark paradise i call, mine What else am I meant to do, But think of you Dream of you and Miss you?? (It's pathetic) My faith is running low Even when I'm this damn mellow My hope is getting shallow And it feels like a silver arrow ...tears away the flesh Straight into the core But the pain isn't undesirable, because it's YOU, I want more It's like a silly game we both play sitting on the side lines waiting for the pain to go away And every time I need you near,

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Aug 16
Ireland
Deviant for 13 years
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Current Residence: Dublin, Ireland
deviantWEAR sizing preference: M
Favourite genre of music: Experimental..haha thats a lot of genres
Favourite photographer: not knowledgable on thi topic TT.TT
Favourite style of art: Expressive (all)
Favourite cartoon character: Misaki Nakahara from welcome to the NHK
Personal Quote: Be different, for the sake, of being different

Favourite Visual Artist

Edouard Manet

Favourite Movies

The Breakfast Club

Favourite TV Shows

How I Met Your Mother

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Circa Survive

Favourite Books

1984,A series of ufortunate events

Favourite Writers

you

Favourite Games

RPG's galore

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox, never really had PS

Tools of the Trade

Hand? 2B,4B,8B.. soft marker

Other Interests

Dreaming, sketch, songwriting, composing, bass, guitar, piano, singing

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SleepyRussian

Sep 25, 2012

Devious Journal Entry

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"Oh, look I'm here again. And I know what you're thinking (..tumbleweed), but I think I'll create a homely nest here, you know, set up shop."                                                 -Actual quote from me. Horacious laughter. No promises this time. I'm lazy... enormously so. Still, I want to see what lies ahead of the wall without climbing. Join me?

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SleepyRussian

Dec 29, 2011

Absolute Resolutions...splutters 'Really?

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Oh, look I'm here again. And I know what you're thinking (..tumbleweed), but I think I'll create a homely nest here, you know, set up shop. For some reason this site feels safe from obnoxious prying eyes. So expect work, but don't really, on the (highly likely) chance that it wont come. I'll start scraps of material first, and if I feel confident enough Ill complete and openly publish these pieces. So any followers I would greatly appreciate feedback on work in progress.. Merci. Oh and the New Year. Happy. Woo..........................................O_O       In all honesty though, I got the best present I could've possibly got for Chri

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SleepyRussian

Nov 20, 2011

Post-Mortem

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Look where I am again, typing into this journal for the first time in, maybe 4 months. Theyll be writings here which I'll store, just to clarify old material I've written and for it to have a resting place. On the minute chance you would like to actually read the finished project of "So Human" I'll put a SPOILER in front of notes that will be.. That said, I'm not wanting any feedback from anyone until the whole thing is finished. I owe it to myself (Though I'm not real) The band wanders further apart every day, I'm shamed by that knowledge. It is summed up by one line of a song I wrote the other day "This thorn braid I made is unraveli