RangerAngel

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My mind by RangerAngel, literature

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My mind

My mind is a blizzard roaring Snowflakes circling constantly Each snowflake unique and beautiful But each snowflake thought shouting for attention As soon as I try to grasp it To begin to fully understand it Express it It begins to dissipate The thought slips through melting into the background Lost My mind roars constantly throwing up new ideas At the rates unheard of, a constant hum A Buzz of what could be, what should be, what isn't My mind is a constant reminder Of things I wish I could have done and things I regret doing.. My mind is a turbulent zone Constantly on and creating, destroying Doing and yet paralyzed It's own zone of contradictions My mind is its own plane of missed opportunities Wishes, dreams, hopes and disappointments Of what could have been, if only's My mind is a constant strum of potential that others see me never quite reaching.. My mind is a river of distrust Of frustration, of negative roiling boiling where every mistake is replayed And a constant

When you see through by RangerAngel, literature

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When you see through

"I am everything to everyone, I am all you will ever need" Except you're not and never were. I left as soon as I was able. "Let me guide you by example" Your example was anything but what I wanted to be "Let me show you the way" If I wanted to walk backwards I would consider it "Let me teach you love" It comes with strings attached and a list of impossible conditions "Give me everything" I watched how you continued to take without giving anything back. "I love you" As long as you do precisely what I tell you "We believe in truth" Unless it damages our reputation and our bottom line "Do not lie" Unless it is for us. I never needed you and I am horrified at how much I took when I left. Never again will I submit myself to an organization who pretends to have all the answers.

Today is a new day by RangerAngel, literature

We all will mourn by RangerAngel, literature

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We all will mourn

There's a twisted little lie Everything will be all right We tell ourselves to calm the storm The truth that we can't speak Is the body is truly weak And in moments life can be torn We tell these fancy tales Ignore the distant wails Of those lost to mourn We are mortal, every one Daydream, live in the sun Ignore the pending storm I stare into the bleak The pain no one should seek Mending the torn Knowing everyday could be the last Remembering the past Someday we all will mourn

Untitled by RangerAngel, literature

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Why does it matter? Why is it that my thoughts return to those moments To those people who have long since left me behind? Why is it that I lapse into yesteryear? The faded sepia of the voices that have faded away Lost in the background of memory.. Or perhaps unfinished? Why can't I just move on? There are days when I feel completely free When I walk on and have no memory of the past Then it comes climbing into my consciousness Filling up the space with "what could have been". Perhaps it's grieving in a way Though they are not dead they are gone beyond me If I reach out, there is no answer.. I'm a faded portion in their past Perhaps a fad

The sum of whom we have loved by RangerAngel, literature

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The sum of whom we have loved

Tears lick at my consciousness A sick sensation of loss and understatement A stream of weakness that lingers deep Inside as the cracks form inside my mind... I try to navigate away from the pain A strain that torments my dreams with memories.. The thoughts of who I wanted to be Who I am and who I longed to be with... The swirling memories Of those who have left their imprints upon my soul A never ending stream of people whose very existence I am still aware of, and whose light I can never escape.. When I close my eyes their whispers, heartbeats, hopes and dreams swirl into my consciousness and for a mome

Let the Ice break by RangerAngel, literature

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Let the Ice break

Ice shatters As the freeze upon my lips is released.. A soft trickling of emotion slowly breaks free and I find myself Aware Alive Awake... The trickle of tears that had threatened to break loose is finally freed and I realize the sadness that I've kept, deep inside. Always saying goodbye, when I long for hello Always choosing what is best with nothing to show Yet the selfish wishes and needs inside fill me with aches and pains Losses that will never fully be explored Reaching into those parts of my mind are probably not good To explore them would be to allow them power over my psyche Allow them free reig

Why? by RangerAngel, literature

Forgotten too by RangerAngel, literature

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Forgotten too

Have you noticed That soft sepia haze off in the distance? The chiming of a memory? Have you sensed the summers daze sapping your resistance to the soft sweet melody? Calling back to the time where things were once one and dreams drifted softly past Into the ocean of tomorrow No reason nor rhyme things left undone everything slows time so vast Drifting in unspoken sorrow A golden light shimmers pulling ever forward as the leaves turn green from rust and time moves on laughter twinkles through Waking fast to current glimmers the soul moves onward like sands of time sorrow turns to dust And soon all pain forgotten too..

Histories repeat by RangerAngel, literature

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Histories repeat

History is of it's own essence Reverberating back and forth with the memories of where we are and where we are going... Aren't we all just memories of the cosmos? An echo of the past and spoken promise to the future Or perhaps we're just the faded dream Of an obsolete expression Perhaps the world could do it better If we learned to stop assuming But assumptions are all we seem to have as the world falls again into corruption Will civilization fall upon its own sword? Or will we finally recognize where we belong in the grand scheme of where history meets tomorrow I hesitate to hope because the corruption is so deep The power is not with t

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My mind by RangerAngel, literature

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When you see through by RangerAngel, literature

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Today is a new day by RangerAngel, literature

We all will mourn by RangerAngel, literature

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We all will mourn

Untitled by RangerAngel, literature

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The sum of whom we have loved by RangerAngel, literature

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The sum of whom we have loved

Let the Ice break by RangerAngel, literature

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Let the Ice break

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Forgotten too

Histories repeat by RangerAngel, literature

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Sweet Release by Monocephalized, literature

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Sweet Release

I don’t want to fight I want my half of you Stare right in silver, stay right behind (or come on through) I don’t know when comes But I’ll keep turning stones Be right beneath one, I’ll be right there (please be…) For every time I flip another sixpence The crows peck out my eyes before my hands I’m running out of frames Where I remember... Holding one device A purgeries’ forecastle Steering my concerns, sterile and far I don’t know what can Make good from my escape But blind men imagine, so I hear (will you…) For every time I crest another breaker The ice weighs down my arms before m

Just Larvae by Monocephalized, literature

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Just Larvae

Rust and rashes close their ranks Pips and passes slow to bank While I am caterpillar Gross my frontier saddlebag With seeds I burnt and meat I hang While I am cat’s eye ringed with lace To look for autumn ice Leaves and burrows brave the cold With downy fur I wish you were Pips and passed on chances go While I am caterpillar Teeth and tangles bite my flanks Whips and whistles given thank While I search for a pillar Box of matches firmly placed By brown bags tied and letters raised While I play calico by post And gamble all my finds A solace made of twice-cut glass Cruel by clear and even burr I feel the turn has broke and passed Fo

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I Play My Final Card by soulesspoet365, literature

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I Play My Final Card

I play the last card tomorrow the last card I was holding on to without really realising it it was the only idea that could keep me in this place the funny thing is I cannot play it for myself I have no skills or materials that are required so much like the joker in the pack I must be different I must play this card to someone else and see if they can use it in any meaningful way. I'd say my chips are down like poker but I feel like this is more monstrous than that so like Yu-gi-oh I summon monsters of ideas to use for battle and whilst I have lots of life points I'm out of moves I'm out of ideas and I'm out of cards my deck is empty there's nothing left to draw this is my last card. What type of card is it? You may ask well, it's a spell card it will allow me to leave the game only conceding a draw a draw in the battle of egos however it only works if it's the last card played in my entire deck. Why have a card like this? why play with this card? I play this card so that maybe

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Deviant for 12 years
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Here there and every where a bit of whimsy and a bit of dark it depends on the day, the time of the month and the way I see the world.

Above all else I have no real intention of giving away too much about myself. Poetry is anonymous in some ways and because I have a vested interest in keeping my private life private.

Not really anything else to say

Also, please do not feel the need to thank me for fav's.. I know that sometimes it can be overwhelming to thank people and I appreciate that so for those who I have fav'd you're very welcome.

Favourite Visual Artist

Royo

Favourite Movies

Priest

Favourite TV Shows

Warehouse 13, Vampire Knights, Doctor Who, Korean Drama's, Anime in general

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

GD&Top, Big Bang, 2ne1, Taeyang, B2st, Super Junior, Shinee,T-ara, G-Dragon, Ukiss, BTS, Sabatan

Favourite Books

Does Manga count?

Favourite Writers

Terry Pratchett