evilmonkey006

The mother of the lost

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Those nights by evilmonkey006, literature

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Those nights

There are times in the night where the silence drifts into noise The tears become laughter The moon speaks And I realize how much I miss you. Thinking back to those cold nights spent looking into the darkest shadows Thinking how I longed to be where I am today, But now I almost dread it, I miss you Your secrets still remain with me and our memories still vivid in my head I know you are nothing like you used to be, or so I've been told But I long to be there just one more time Relive those days Winding roads, cold winds and those crunchy leaves. I know you remember my mark. I know that you were sad to see me go. So was I I wanted to take

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how can my heart beat faster ans slower, Thoughts and feelings remind me of you. The music I listen to, the place I long for, the pictures, the chats. Everything has you engraved in it somehow. This may not rhyme, it may not make sense. But it's all I can do to hopefully get some rest. I've wrote poem after poem about you, it's like your haunting me but no matter how I look at it I don't want to be free. I've spilled my guts out to you. i think you know more about me then myself. But everyday seeing your face feels like hell. But I'd "walk through hell for you" because 'you make me happy" your my "guardian angel" with "lips like an

Through me by evilmonkey006, literature

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Through me

Forgotten sorrows reemerge as I look into your eyes with love and lust of a thousand years. Selfishly, stupidly, swearing that things will be fine. Not even thinking what you may want out of this. I never thought of others, I thought of myself as someone else to get by. Looking deeply into my black, shriveled dried soul Just to figure out what the emotes other were portraying were. Sadness, fear, longing, love... Though I feel things when i talk to you, Things I never thought I would ever feel. My heart aches, breaks, twists and knots when I think of you. see you or speak. Never will you truly know me nor will i know you. After a

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To think that it all started with a guitar is preposterous. Think this came in one swoop of an emotion is a lie Who is to say when we officially met or when it happened But what matters is we are where we are. To feel your arms around me Makes me feel that I am home When your presence is missing Thats when I feel most alone If i knew what I do now all those years ago I'd never of lost hope Those sleepless nights Would be gone I wished for this but thought it was only of fairytale Happy endings are never meant for me this feels pretty real amazing, free With you I'm me and with me I'm you There is no worrying, no nothing just

days of old? by evilmonkey006, literature

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days of old?

Days of happiness wonder freely in my mind Not a wish or will ever unkind. Now I'm back where it all began, Wondering if there's a way I'll have it back again... I missed you so much all those four years. Now that I see you it moves me to tears! I loved you once, I can't do that again things have changed now, never to return. I've been depressed! I've been suicidal! I've lived and loved Lied and lost... But what I didn't know is that it doesn't have to be like this. I don't have to dwell in the past, or wish for the future. This life is mine, mine and to share with who I please! So back away! those who will tear me limb from

Random dribbling of a teenager by evilmonkey006, literature

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Random dribbling of a teenager

Memories, such fickle things. what one person remembers can be completely different from another who was right there, someone they experience it differently. This can be said for everyonr, friends, co-workers, family-everyone. Then theres time. Ah yes, time the great heaker and destroyer of us all. In timewe can realize that a certain time in our life wasn't so bad after all, or it can open the woud, pouring salt into the bleeding, black, festering flesh. Just like anything else you can react in two ways: to allow things to heal or to pick at the infected scab. What always got me is what can trigger off a memory. A song, a scent

The truth about forever by evilmonkey006, literature

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The truth about forever

Forever never really come nor does it ever leave. We eat the berries from trees, step on those extra crunchy leaves, And even sit in trees. We can't know when we will stop that, Nor do we always remember what brought it on. We watch the sunset and sing songs, To one day just return to the earth that is below us and in our hands. You can't truely know how the wind blows, Or what make the grass grow, Or even anything about a rainbow, Or how it seems to glow! Maybe thats just someone whispering to us, And the grass is just it's hair, A rainbow its smile, Thats fixed to the air. Why is a sunrise in pastels and a sunset in acril

To write love on her arm by evilmonkey006, literature

My beloved night by evilmonkey006, literature

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My beloved night

My beloved mistress known as night. With blue,black eyes and stary skies, Comforting me. Not judging me. Velvet and silk is all I see above me, I rise just to see you in your stongest hour. Before the envious sun with all its garish light comes to sweep you away, It's only envious of your mystery and beauty. Oh how miss understood you are! Known for the perfect sheet of deception for crimes, lies and general sneaking. I do not disagree that you greatly cover me on my nightly walks, But I know it is not for evil purposes, but only to keep me safe. I feel close to you, like we were meant to be. But I know that too many have seen yo

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About evilmonkey006

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Artist // Hobbyist

United States
Deviant for 17 years
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I'm not like most people and some like that others don't, I'm not going to change who I am for someone else. I'm not goth as I'm not emo nor am I anything but me.
much love from
The mother of the lost

Current Residence: Florida!!!
Favourite genre of music: rock, metal, a lil everything
MP3 player of choice: what I can afford lol
Personal Quote: theres nothing wrong with G-rated movies as long as theres lots of sex and violence

Favourite Movies

any horror just about

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

voltaire, Nin, misfits, rob zombie (the list goes on)

Favourite Writers

walt whitman

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Music, art writing

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evilmonkey006

Nov 10, 2015

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Seeing you in this garish sunlight makes me remember what you used to be to me what you still are to me I know you rather see him and thats okay... he was there when I couldn't be Depression is something we both shared, i just found a way to hide it better then i used to something i figured out after seeing you today i a bad day for me the realization you have a few days left and i have barely seen you my heart wrenches the tears fall freely i wish i had never moved, i wish i could have been there through everything. I'm sorry....

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evilmonkey006

Nov 30, 2009

Whats new

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Hello all   Well a lot is changing in my life once again. Thats the thing it seems like every few years I move, first it was from hackensack NJ (really don't ask about spelling) to Tomsriver NJ to a hotel in FL to a house in Groveland FL then to Brooksville and then to England where I went from Wellinborough to the sleepy, still violent village of Rinstead. The drama>.< Now I am to be returning to Florida once again.   I am Happy with this for the most part, I have spent four long years in England and feel I need some time home,(any place in america would have done) but my family lives in FL thus I am happier to return there then anywher

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evilmonkey006

Oct 23, 2009

Hello Deviants

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So... This is my very first journal entry while on Deviantart and I thought I'd say a little about myself for those who actually WANT to know more about me. As you can tell I love to write poetry and love photography, but did you know I also write stories and hope to publish a novel. I'm from New Jersey, but moved to Florida when I was 8 then moved to england when I was 12. I'm currently in the process of selling the house here and going to be moving back to Florida to be with my best friend ~azariaspice