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Look A Little Deeper... by Morvai, literature

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Look A Little Deeper...

The darkness is being punctured rapidly by the strobe lighting, Air heavy with sweat and a sense of wild abandon, Music pulsing like a heart going a thousand beats a minute, Through it all people whirl and twist, laugh and drink. Something catches my eye and instantly I'm drawn, Gazing across a murky gulf of drunks and idiots, An angel staring openly and smiling, Gliding forward easily, parting the crowd without effort. Inches apart and everything else falls away, There's only the two of us in existence now, Her perfume reaches me and intoxicates my mind, I look down into those bright green eyes... And step back, turn, then walk a

Questions by Morvai, literature

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Questions

Have you ever stood and stared into a mirror, wondering what things look like from the other side? Seeing the cracks in reality just outside the other persons vision. Wishing the eyes didn't hold such sad accusation. How many different pills could you take, before your mind ends up the same way it was at the start? All the pretty colours blurring into one you've seen once already. Hid from once already. Would that be enough, to make you scream stop the world and then get off? Hunching over in the rain and stomping away. Frustrated at all the injustices and the fuzzy bits in equal measure. What if everything inside the mirror was wors

Just For A Change by Morvai, literature

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Just For A Change

Focus, please, on the here and now Stop twisting that loose thread Let's just get this over and done Then carry on like we always have. There's no need to hesitate We both understand what will happen Like a hundred times before this And another once at least. The pretending is getting old Boring for both of us in its repetition Like a movie watched too many times It would be nice to skip to the end. So look up my love Straight at my face Look me right in the eye And lie to me again.

These Days by Morvai, literature

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These Days

These are truly the last days, Leaving tomorrows as a lie. Uncaring of future dreams, Or promises waiting to be kept. These days are all that's left, Just waiting to be our yesterdays. We're too busy to see this truth, Or maybe we really don't care. These are the most precious days, The kind that need holding on to. Not wasted away without a thought, Or forgotten each and every night. These are truly our last days, And we're losing them one at a time...

Faith And It's Sorrow by Morvai, literature

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Faith And It's Sorrow

Is there really anyone up there, Are my whispered prayers getting through, To fall on your deaf ears? I can't recall my crimes against you, I think I've sealed my fate all the same, At some point I may have lost my mind, I guess we're all damaged in our own way. The shadows live within me, The sorrows pooled at my feet, Who knows how far I'll fall, Before I drop down on my knees. I'll fold before that empty altar, So many things are so hard to believe, I don't think I can feel my faith, I'm damaged in my own way. At some point I may have lost my mind, All alone I hear angels scream my name, It's all I've ever wanted to believ

It's A Love Hate Thing by Morvai, literature

Moth To The Flame by Morvai, literature

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Moth To The Flame

A wild and hectic path around a glorious light, The Moth and I are both spiralling out of control. Drawn with an undeniable dersire closer, This constant need to be nearer, A desperate attraction to your embrace, Blinded by your alluring beauty and grace. So I'll inch by inch give in to you, And leave this darkness behind forever, Everything will be worth this sacrifice, Nothing else holds meaning to me now. And so like a dream I fall into your love, Giving all that I am to become one with you. A wild and hectic path fluttering around this glorious light, The Moth passes through the flame and is no more, For just a moment the li

Twelve Hours by Morvai, literature

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Twelve Hours

What a disgustingly long time, When you think about it hard enough, Try thinking about it for oh I don’t know, Twelve hours. Try going to work at five in the morning, That’s the middle of the night still for most, You’ll be at work for three hours, Before those people need to be up. You’ll be at work while they shower, While they get dressed and eat breakfast, And come lunch time, midday for many, You pass into your seventh long hour. And every single one is a long one, But the opposite side of the clock will come, The promise of home is a nice surprise, Even if traffic means you’re not home until six.

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Biology Of The Betrayed by Morvai, literature

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Biology Of The Betrayed

Biology Of The Betrayed. Everything just stopped. The world as we know it just tripped and fell. The sudden lurch nearly takes me off of my feet with its force. Wait. A Sound. A roaring, pounding crash of noise explodes into my ears. In an instant life is up and running, no, sprinting! Each tortuous second drags on into eternity but there is no time to concentrate. Five seconds since I found out that everything I believed and loved was torn abruptly to pieces in front of my eyes but my heart is on its thousandth beat. I’m breathing hard and my hands are trembling. A million reasons run through my mind, image after image afte

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Cruel Unwitting Torturer by Morvai, literature

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Cruel Unwitting Torturer

There she is, So happy and bright. All I want to do, Is lash out in spite. She doesn't listen, She doesn't care. But I'm not surprised, She's not even there. It's all the more brutal, This pain that she brings. She doesn't even know, How her smile can sting. She doesn't listen, She doesn't care. But I'm not surprised, She's not even there. When I wake in the morning, She's on my mind. This love that i feel, Its making me blind. She doesn't listen, She doesn't care. But I'm not surprised, She's not even there. You've captured my heart, With a love undieing. But I'm all alone, Sitting here crying.

Broken Angel by Morvai, literature

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Broken Angel

Broken angel, Hair so fair. What are you doing, Lying there? Angels wear white, Your covered in red. What does this mean, It cant mean that your dead. If god were real, He'd take it all back. You'd be all better, Rewind the loud crack. People are crying, Parents will wail. There you are lying, Looking so pale. So much life to live, Only seven years old. Angel streaked crimson, You feel so cold.

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Memories by Morvai, literature

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Memories

Sat by a tree, Looking up at the sky. Watching the clouds, As they sail by. The pain has gone, Just don't think back. Not long ago, We all wore black. In the branches, Birds that sing. Keep on cherping, Even on the wing. The pain has gone, Just don't think back. Not long ago, We all wore black. Soft grass so green, It smells so fresh. Yet some how reminds me, Of deathly pale flesh.

The Cloud Has Lifted by Morvai, literature

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The Cloud Has Lifted

The sun is out, The sky is clear. To me right now, Life seems so dear. I'm so happy, Feeling content. The love I feel, Will never relent. On the horizon, No more cloud. You've taken off, That dark shroud. Through all the years, I'll never let go. Everyday filled with wonder, Wind, rain or snow. Ill just forget, All the bad times. It wasn't your fault, Not your crimes. All I want now, One thing I need. Is the gushing to stop, To make you not bleed.

Fly Away by Morvai, literature

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Fly Away

Soaring, sailing, Through the air. Don't look down, People stare. Fly little bird, Fly away. If you tried, Could you fly all day? So magestic, Your care free. I just wish, That was me. If I jump, From way up high. Do you think, I could Touch the sky? On the edge, I want to try. Its so simple, I'm going to die. Just step away, Tumble down. Say goodbye, No more frown. Soaring, sailing, Through the air. I looked down, Now I care

Discrimanation by Morvai, literature

Who Changed? by Morvai, literature

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Who Changed?

I've seen you change From somone I knew To somthing I hate Where has she gone? I miss the warmth The ever smile A happiness unending What happened to her? I've looked deep inside It's not me who's different This hardness within you How can I live with that? The darkness has you No feeling in your stare Devoid of emotion Where's the girl I loved? I've loved you for years Now I dont even recognise The cold eyes that look inside Can't you see I'm afraid?

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A story with many authors... by ThePathos, literature

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A story with many authors...

James Dean, With Amy Lee, Were throwing popcorn at each other, Intensely, Inside a lime green room. A multi-colored disco ball hung from the centre of the ceiling. Empty beer cans and chips were strewn throughout the shag rug. In the middle of the room stood a undulating waterbed, clothed in a spotted blanket, All because father Christmas had forgotten to give out his presents this year… This all happened several years ago. Around the time that Jeffery Matherson married Suzan Lexmark...wait...no-one knows who they are anyway...oh well. Well, it ended with the sky breaking up and falling onto their heads. There was an Armageddon, and ev

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Current Residence: UK
Favourite genre of music: Alternative-Metal
Wallpaper of choice: Euphoria by Greg Martin
Personal Quote: Hope Leads To Disapointment

Favourite Movies

Fight Club, Six Degrees Of Seperation, Donnie Darko

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Linkin Park, Tool, Korn, Deftones, A Perfect Circle & SOAD

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Raymond E. Feist, Tolkien

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Morvai

Aug 13, 2011

Booo!

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Morvai

Jul 12, 2009

Updating

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I'm currently updating my work, i'd been neglecting to put my work up here. So anyway for anyone who still reads the stuff i put up there is more to come as and when i find the time.

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Morvai

Feb 15, 2008

Back again, guess who's back, got no name

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:-) Ha! Noone reading this will be even slightly interested but I have returned to DevART for another spell of creative ineptitude. Woop! Anyway, watch this space. ...