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- - - faded to oblivious . . adieu

Sun Jul 22, 2007, 3:55 PM
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I,"You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
- "The Sounds of Silence," Simon & Garfunkel

(Sorry and goodbye. I don't have the time to upload things on this site anymore. So, it is farewell for good. No more half-hearted returns and such, but indeed, farewell in substance on this site. Thank you everyone who had the courage and sincerity to encourage me. Goodbye, goodbye.)

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:iconxfragile-cadencex:
~xfragile-cadencex Jul 20, 2007, 10:41:16 PM
Congratulations!! :hug: Best of luck to your future works. :D
:iconcomethius:
=Comethius Jul 1, 2007, 4:26:20 PM
It's good to know that you're still around and even better knowing that I'm still in your thoughts. I hope you're doing alright and that life is treating you well. I just wish I was around more often than I am, as for anything artistic, I've once again come up short, although I do still working on stuff, the finish line still seem so far away.

Take care and I'll try to keep in touch, that's not a promise, but I think you understand.

--
:bulletblack: :bulletwhite:
:iconhardcorecupcakespain:
~HardcoreCupcakesPain Apr 20, 2007, 3:13:59 PM
Hi hi. It's Ariana. :D ^^

--
Everyone loves cupcakes.
They're just so hardcore.
But if you eat too many, you'll be in pain.
:icondamagenoted:
Mood: Apprehensive ~damagenoted Dec 12, 2006, 6:41:55 PM
hullo. hope i'm not intruding on your personal space. which i will be once i press the send button, but whateverz. ^^
:iconanimangas:
Mood: Humor ~Animangas Oct 15, 2006, 12:14:25 PM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

GRAPES

Lol lol lol I know who you are >D

--
.::To the world you are just one person...but to one person you could mean the world::.
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Mood: Amazed ~xfragile-cadencex Oct 16, 2006, 7:48:37 PM
ZOMG! XDD;; Finally, you posted something, girl!

Mr. Banana shall take his revenge!! >3 BWAHAHAHAHA!
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~WintersRose87 Sep 18, 2006, 7:40:14 PM
----------------Girls----------------------------
------- -----are like apples-------------------
--------on trees. The best ones-----------
------are at the top of the tree.--------
----The boys dont want to reach------
---for the good ones because they ------
-are afraid of falling and getting hurt.----
Instead, they just get the rotten apples-
---from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
-something is wrong with them, when in
--reality, they're amazing. They just
---have to wait for the right boy to-------
----- come along, the one who's-----------
----------- brave enough to-----------------
-----------------climb all----------------------
----------------- the way---------------------
-----------------to the top--------------------
---------------- of the tree.------------------

--
"When will the heart as cold as winter, welcome spring"
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