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Cavity

Around my enamel was hardening plaque. The hard white shell started to turn black. Bacteria invades like an enemy's mob. It's time for fluoride to pick up the slack.
Brittle as life, my teeth had become. Biting down all the way to the gum. Blood had appeared, the sign of my hurt. It's painful for most, but pleasant to some.
Incisors, molars, bicuspids; all gone. Taking too long to see the line that you've drawn. Attempting to forget that I had you here. Finally realizing that I must move on.
I've broken the seal of your depravity. A simple virus

This poem...is interesting to me. I don't usually remember the lines to my poems word for word all the time, but for some reason I'm able to recite this poem without reading it. I also like the theme. This was originally written for a contest on another forum like some of my other poems with the topic being "Teeth".

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Au RevoirI must bid adieu once the sun sets. It's the darkness of night that I harshly abhor. Not nocturnal; It's the moon my mind forgets, But the light's pure shine is what I adore.
Au contraire garcon, you shan't come. An old scared shadow is what I be. As incoherent as a lip-pressed hum, If I lead and you had followed me.
Granted from birth, this curse of dark. A night so cliche'. Woe is me. And with this mumble, you shall hark Au Revoir! C'est la vie! Au Revoir
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CavemanCro-Magnon indeed, not fully evolved. A roll of sweat seen when my work is resolved. I wish that my work could invent the wheel. Only true innovators know how that would feel.
It can't create fire, but it allows food to burn. It can't move to the left, or make a right turn. My work acknowledges any living thing, But fails to comprehend the warmth that they bring.
The work that I do wanders around. Never satisfied with the places it's found. It thrives all day and night to survive. I challenge its being to keep it alive.
My work is a caveman, not fully Caveman
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RighteousI am the bullet inside of the gun. Pulling the trigger; causing the bang. Turning our lives into negative one. Making faces look upward toward heads that hang. I pierce through atrocity that preys on the weak while sneaking through laws as though they're asleep. And right before evil attempted to speak I enacted its role and started to reap. I am the symbol of modern death tolls. No telephone around when violence rings As I rip out the flesh and release our souls And today I still think that I'll someday have wings. Whatever we do we may think is right. Some of us a Righteous
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Lithium Love Doctor : Arfvedson Patient : # 69 Block : 41 Room : 3

Laura said I was hers. Lilly always wanted firsts, But loved me last. Better broken before, Than too soon later.
And when [di-zr'] runs cold And carbon imitations won't d Lithium Love
by *Sho-Ku-Ten

CavityAround my enamel was hardening plaque. The hard white shell started to turn black. Bacteria invades like an enemy's mob. It's time for fluoride to pick up the slack.
Brittle as life, my teeth had become. Biting down all the way to the gum. Blood had appeared, the sign of my hurt. It's painful for most, but pleasant to some.
Incisors, molars, bicuspids; all gone. Taking too long to see the line that you've drawn. Attempting to forget that I had you here. Finally realizing that I must move on.
I've broken the seal of your depravity. A simple virus Cavity
by *Sho-Ku-Ten

Platinum BalloonsApproaching towards the light of exposure. Let the sun's warmth give you some closure. A sense of security or some sort of protection. The breeze of our world and its infinite affection.
Allow yourself to dine with gold spoons, with silver forks while playing with platinum balloons. Embark on a journey with a wizard who drinks, And pours lemonade on his foot when it stinks.
Your brain will run on until it has dried. Or at least until your body has died. The future is the lock, and your imagination is the key. Open your mind and let the horses run free.    Platinum Balloons
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Oct 15, 2009 Epic Absence
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Aug 15, 2009 Write it up!
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Feb 11, 2009 Valentines Day and Love
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Epic Absence

Thu Oct 15, 2009, 10:00 PM

School, School, School. School is very cruel. But it makes sense though right? College was never easy from the start so this is common. And because of that, I haven't been able to really finish some of the poems that I've started. Although, midterms are over so I should be able to put one up sooner or later. Maybe this weekend. As far as my photoshop projects, that won't probably happen until Winter Break.

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Mood: Pride
Listening to: Saturdays, by Chevelle
Reading: Various poems from my lit book
Watching: Gone Too Far
Playing: Fable 2
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My job’s to paint a picture, But I do it with my mind. Each thought is a brushstroke On a canvas unconfined.
Sometimes I understand it, But for the most part I do not. I just keep on painting ‘Til I figure out the plot.
Characters are what come first, Be they evil or good, But as I paint they tend to change More than I thought they would.
While characters are important, They’re not the only thing, For I must paint the backgrounds For my picture to take wing.
Backgrounds are quite tricky For they must

The Storyteller

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What can I say, this is a beautiful piece. The imagery is just great. As a poem it's also a description of a painting while at the...

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~darkfairy93 Aug 18, 2009, 6:38:47 PM

Is this... could this be... Shoku-sama? O_O O_O O_O

~citysilence Aug 15, 2009, 12:31:57 PM

Thanks for reading The Benefits of Love and Electromagnets. Congrats on your 1000th pageview... and don't worry, you WILL hit 10,000 someday.

I just hit 8000 myself, pretty exciting.

Hope you see you around dAWriterStrike

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^{He has showed you, O man, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God.
-- Micah 6:8}

~Formlessforce Aug 14, 2009, 3:23:10 PM

Welcome to dA Writer's Strike, Sho-Ku-Ten! We're happy to have you :] I'm the founder. Be sure to check out the other members' work if you get the chance and fave/comment/watch if you like them

I'll make a mental note to do the same for you soon, but I've gotta go shortly so I wouldn't have time to fully appreciate them. Just looking at your thumbnails, though, your work looks interesting.

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*Sho-Ku-Ten Aug 14, 2009, 3:44:42 PM

I'll definitely check out the other member's work. Thanks for the welcome.

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*IIIXII Aug 3, 2009, 7:36:41 PM

Make sure you send me your thumbnails.

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But you, well that's another story entirely." ~IIIXII