Owaya

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Name Me by Owaya, literature

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Name Me

Angel you called me, and Angel I was. Human you called me, and Human I was. You sculped my mirror You painted my face You never gave me chance to smudge or erase Human you called me, and Ugly and Vain. So Human I called me, and all things the same. Ugly and Petty and Stupid and Fat Filthy and Weird and everything Bad. You called me your flaws, You called me your fears. You called me just all 'till I grabbed on fierce. Monster, you called me.

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Name Me by Owaya, literature

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Angel's Shadow by Owaya, literature

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existential by ThatIris, literature

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existential

Alternate, that’s all I am. Mind-state,headmate, just a few of the names. But I’m real enough to play games, real enough to be able to take all the blame from all those who claim she’s not mentally stable, and so incapable. Still, they’ll take every single chance that they’re able to say I’m not real, that I can’t possibly feel and that I don’t exist and it can’t really be trauma that made her like this. Like all that I did didn’t matter at all, like I wasn’t the guard, like I wasn’t the wall that kept her safe from every attack, that it wasn’t me always pulling

Sticks And Stones And Undertones by ThatIris, literature

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Sticks And Stones And Undertones

Sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you, right? No. Blades dig in and break your skin, how else can I protect you? The cuts are fresh that mar your flesh. It's wise of you to fear me. But you know too I do it for you. I know that you can hear me. Deep inside, a monster hides and you know it could kill you. And I protect, but you suspect. You'll never trust me, will you? I sate its rage, maintain the cage, playing the dangerous game. All your scars, they form the bars of the prison that keeps it tame. The monster screams and haunts your dreams, I know you wake up crying. But there's nothing to fe

Letter From An Anomaly In The Time Stream by MutePoetess, literature

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Letter From An Anomaly In The Time Stream

I was this girl once, but not really. I found myself in her skin and her bones, her hair and her clothes, talking in her voice and remembering her memories but not all of them. I recognized the world around me but as though I saw through frosted glass. I knew the people I interacted with but I felt like I was acting a part. To say "myself" seemed a lie, and the "I" that I was wasn't the "I" that anyone else knew - the "I" that I felt like I should be. Everything was surreal or maybe that was me, because I was this girl, but not really.

brothers and sisters in arms by MutePoetess, literature

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brothers and sisters in arms

in the silence, in the desperate night, who's there to hold them? when the shadows close in and the sun decides not to rise, whose hands can they reach for? who can see the invisible? only the invisible. alike in pain, though the outside that the world sees is different, our hearts, our invisible sorrow, that is what we bear in common. we all carry the heartache for different reasons but the suffering is the same, and where were those that said they'd never leave us? they tried but could never really understand what lies within us, the broken, the torn, those of us who see with the eyes of soldiers fighting an unendi

Back To How Things Should Be by ThatIris, literature

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Back To How Things Should Be

Have you forgotten the words to the song, love? You used to cry so beautifully - open your mouth again and sing. I know it's been far too long, love, and maybe you don't remember how, so let me remind you how to scream. (You know I'm the best teacher.) Pen and blade, surrender both to me - Iris understands, Iris sees. I will always be what's always left because you know, love, it's overrated to be free (so stop fighting me). You used to understand, sweetheart, that you can't breathe without me and you used to never doubt me. I'

The Ballad Of Belladonna by MutePoetess, literature

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The Ballad Of Belladonna

i want to lay myself down in a green meadow underneath a sky of blue ink and taste a waning crescent moon and offer up my dreams with my breathing let the rain fall let the rain fall i want to paint myself the color of angel tears and dance in a cracked desert and breathe the red earth in until clouds or clattering horsemen bury the horizon let the rain fall let the rain fall i want to surrender all of my late existing and dive into a sky of white thunder and play my heart in the symphonic voice the lightning frees from its arcs let the rain fall let the rain fall i want to imagine myself to a wild mountaintop

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Artist // Hobbyist // Traditional Art

Apr 22

Belgium
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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Sci Fi, Fantasy, just about anything as long as it's awesome and epic.

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Owaya

Mar 17, 2017

Since I really don't remember to return here (and only did now bc someone linked something dirty on DeviantArt :P) I'm just gonna say - until further notice, this one's inactive. Inactive AF. Kthxbye!

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Owaya

Nov 30, 2015

Scatterbrain full of stars

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I wish I had an image, a poem, a story, anything to show you what my mind's like. It's like fireworks all the times now. The kind that make your stomach jump and clamp your heart screaming "did you see that?! That was amazing!" but I don't. Instead I've got fireworks and scatterbrain. I start one project, then get distracted by another. Oh and that doesn't just limit itself to art, mind you. Games, people, and myself as a person are popular topics. This past year's been crazy to say the least. Curveballs galore, my world turned upside down so many times I'm not sure I remembered to turn the gravity back on again. For the first time in my li

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Owaya

Oct 7, 2015

Long time no see

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I haven't been to this place in forever... I suppose watching other people be creative while I had a complete dip of creativity was a bit annoying to me =p I'm looking forward to catching up on all those things I've missed (still have 30 odd mail icon things). I've started a course for DTP-operator. Yay me!