~TheDarkLotus
Brett Ewart - Status: Member
- Emotional Poet
- Male/United States
- Offline for 2h 33m 30s
- Deviant since Jan 25, 2006, 7:31 AM
Recent Deviations
A New BegginningLong forgotten feelings return, Like a flower blooming in season, Like the first sunny day of summer, Romance...passion springs to life,A New Begginning
The stars seem to shine brighter, Shimmering upon you as if god is gleeming with joy, Colors more vibrant, Thoughts much more positive,
days pass more quickly, as if we are not adapting to each other, yet the world surrounding us, everything in our vicinity is adapting to a new beginning.
in Open on 7/3/06
ConfessionI broke a promise last night, With one of my best friends, I lost site of the light, The light that transcends above all else,Confession
The thought of the hope I have lost, I think it may be retained, Atlast we are friends again but what was the cost, Of these mistakes will our relationship continue unstained?
Last night I was at a loss of stability, I needed a release, I could no longer hold it in, My tranquility was crushed, One cut of the skin, the artificially happiness begins,
But I made a promise to stop months ago, I was going strong until yesterd
in Open on 3/17/06
MemoriesMemories of you and I, "I'm not going to lie", And Now I will cry, As I think of the good old times, Me and Rob out doing crimes, My mind rewinds to the past, You and I had our little romance,Memories
Memories of you and I, Do you remember our first kiss? As mushy as that may seem, Finally, in towards you I lean, But that was only after you said, "You could make this easier on the both of us", I must have been nervous, The motion of my leg bobbing up and down, The ocean of sweat in my palms, Yet I stared into your eyes and didn't make a sound,
in Open on 3/7/06
My Inexistant LoveHer beauty romances me, She enhances life day to day, Play by play,My Inexistant Love
Her beautiful long dark hair, Oh god how I care for her, My perfect lover, But I am foced to shove her away, Into the night, At a constant fight with myself, What to do,
My love although perfect in every way, Was not made out of clay, As was you and I, And now I cry, For my perfect girl is a lie,
Just a creation in my mind, She would have been the perfect find, ...If only she was real.
in Open on 3/7/06
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Devious Information
- Current Age: 16
- Current Residence: Detroit, MI
- Interests: Rock Climbing, Music, New People, Poetry, Art.....
- Favourite movie: Fight Club
- Favourite band or musician: Motion City Soundtrack
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite artist: I like all art
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Favourite photographer: idk
- Favourite style or digital art: Anime
- Skin of choice: Someone beautiful
- Favourite game: Gunbound
- Favourite cartoon character: Kurosaki Ichigo
- Personal Quote: ^.^
- Tools of the Trade: Wouldn't you like to know.
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