LusciousDeathAngel13

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Away from Darkness by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Away from Darkness

A man stares right down the edge of the abyss and glares below as if he was trying to find the end of it, but only realizes that it is deeper than what his mind can manage to devise. He ponders, in this tormented silence, how he has revisited the edge of nothingness over and over but never lost the balance to be engulfed into the darkness beneath his feet. Now he breathes, softly and calmly, just remembering everything that made him happy in the past. This is a chain to existence, this is the motive to keep in balance, this is the reason to keep his mind off the abyss and continue living. This time, just like before, the abyss will not claim

Ascension by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

Of Fools and Deception by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Of Fools and Deception

Mortally wounded by a bullet of deception, crafted in the depths of a vile heart, he gets on his knees and gazes to the clouded sky. What he would give to see beyond those clouds and watch the full moon again, but they are thick and are not in the sky but in his own eyes for he has been blinded by illusions that were never meant to be. Only fools willingly open their bare naked chests to receive a bullet, only brave men can take the pain that comes with the piercing feeling of lies going through your veins, getting in your system and poisoning every fiber of a mortal soul that doesn’t know how to deal with the anger… But I am not br

Rain by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Rain

Rain falls down To wash away the sins Drops get caught, as you frown, Underneath your wrinkled skin To age is not in grace Of the artisan that shaped Your flawless angel face With eyes as green as grapes Rain falls down To mingle with your tears I am your sad little clown That smiled when you were near To fade is natural in time, So cry the revenues of hate The sun won't ever shine In your life, it is too late Rain falls down To soak your aging heart Say goodbye as you drown In the sea of eternal sleep.

... On a cold Winter Night by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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... On a cold Winter Night

Her beauty was blooming when death tore us apart With a subtle touch of irony and a stab in the heart IT took my love along on a cold winter night When no one was expecting to see her depart Blasphemies surround my head for this treacherous act That god has laid upon me as a undeniable fact, She will not become, under his holy eyes, The one that owns my soul as my beloved wife I kneel with my shaking hands on my tearful face And roared in agony, denying my faith: "In life I served YOU, with death YOU robbed me!" "In life I curse YOU, in death you´ll judge me!" My soul is left to wither and my body left to shiver For your a

For the Sake of a Friend? by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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For the Sake of a Friend?

Are you going to stop when there is blood on your hands? Are you going to cry when there is no one else to blame? Will you tear me apart where the angels lost their hair? Will you shake your head along with everyone else? Will you be there to stab me for your mistakes? Will you miss me when I sail away to hell? Will you ever feel the slightest sign of remorse? Will you repent for everything you have done? Therefore... Kill everything For I have fallen To your betraying hands For your ungrateful sake I hope no other Follows my fate.

Shameless Selfindulgence Adict by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Shameless Selfindulgence Adict

A beast devouring every inch Of your melancholic taste For the unwanted memories. Shaking every layer, Destroying every dream, Mesmerized by your apathy. Nevertheless, you fight... Only for pieces of your Stolen tranquility Which now IT owns, And won´t return To such a worthless creature. You lay on the fields Of pity and self destruction Failing to grasp courage And offer your life to oblivion, Howling cries in vain To soothe all the unbearable pain Take shade on misery From reality´s frightening glare Which relentlessly craves For the skin of the weak. Don´t Shut the voices Of those who want to speak I

Instrument of your Masochism by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Instrument of your Masochism

The fatality designer The owner of your despairs The one you think of When you are feeling alright The tailor of your strait jacket The crafter of your tears The builder of your insecurities The one you call When you don´t want to go home The chisel misshaping your soul The musician of your hollow cries The annihilator of your success The one you love When there is no one else The strings with nihilist simphonies Painter among painters Stroking the linen Illustrating the landscape Of your life The brush tainted with sadism

ARTISTICAL OUTRAGE by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

A Dream of Eternal Silence by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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A Dream of Eternal Silence

Suddenly I woke up, Took a look around Frigid roses on a bloody field Standing still I only found Is it death coming for me? Is it peace I´m going to find? Should I crawl down my rusty bed and beneath the roses gently drown? Or stay tucked under the pale sheets Hoping for an angel to come down, To take me from the silent torment to which I am hopelessly bound? Please forgive all my wretched sins, All the children that I killed Every rose on this dreaded field Is a soul without rest and peace I beg of you angel, come down! Tear the roses from the ground... Free the souls, free the silence Free my mind from all the viole

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Away from Darkness by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Away from Darkness

Ascension by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

Of Fools and Deception by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Of Fools and Deception

Rain by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Rain

... On a cold Winter Night by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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... On a cold Winter Night

For the Sake of a Friend? by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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For the Sake of a Friend?

Shameless Selfindulgence Adict by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Shameless Selfindulgence Adict

Instrument of your Masochism by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Instrument of your Masochism

ARTISTICAL OUTRAGE by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

A Dream of Eternal Silence by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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A Dream of Eternal Silence

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Introspeccion by estratosferika, literature

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Introspeccion

Estos días me acompañan mis cigarrillos y recuerdos… Me paseo por los corredores de aquellos viejos tiempos. Me desvelo como siempre mas sin el deseo de hacerlo, sólo existo en mi memoria, donde existes tú conmigo. A ratos despierto de mi aletargo para encontrarme con algún vestigio de mi pasado, el mismo que caminé por entre estas calles de antaño, ese que nunca caminaste a mi lado. No hay futuro ni presente y ciertamente, nunca hubo un pasado. Se agotaron mis recursos y vuelvo a sentarme aquí en este regreso en el tiempo que acaso está demasiado fracturado para ser entendido ni siquiera por mí; su autora. Veo desde adentro,

why didn't you say goodbye? by Pretty-As-A-Picture, literature

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why didn't you say goodbye?

Love wasn’t in the air the night you unbuttoned my shirt and kissed my skin. No, love definitely wasn’t in the air the night we spent in heat of moments, sweating and tumbling and fumbling on your father’s bed. It was anywhere but there. Does love go on vacation? I ponder and make fleshy butterflies from my outstretched fingers. Probably. I can’t remember much but I can remember the beginning. The burn of acid bleeding and gushing past my tongue and down my throat. The noises and then your silence. The clumsiness and then the awkward kisses. You had a garden of dark hair growing from your scalp and dirt eyes. You had a

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Soaked in red by LusciousDeathAngel13, literature

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Soaked in red

I extended your smile From ear to ear With the help of the knife That I forged with my tears I take out the heart That I promised to keep I hold you in my arms But you´re still asleep I open your eyes They look distant to me As if your soul just walked away From the beautiful body That is soaked in red Red are my tears Red are my moans Red is the anguish Of my troubled soul You´ll always be here Smiling in my bed With that beautiful body That is soaked in red...

Soaked in red

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Colombia
Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Medellin
Favourite genre of music: All types of Rock
MP3 player of choice: Ipod nano

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dalí

Favourite Movies

Fight Club, Pulp Fiction, Matrix-Reloaded-Revolutions, V for Vendetta, 300

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Doors, Nirvana, Bush, Chevelle, Alter Bridge, Coheed and Cambria, Bullet for my Valentine

Favourite Writers

Federico García Lorca

Favourite Games

Halo, Halo 2, God of War, God of War 2

Other Interests

Music, Sex and Lusty words

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LusciousDeathAngel13

Jan 7, 2010

New inspiration

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Everything must change for all to remain the same... Some old saying... I decided to write again, i found a muse...  I hope i haven't lost the touch.

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LusciousDeathAngel13

Apr 6, 2009

IN 3 YEARS... People change...

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It's been 3 years since I joined Deviant art and it is of undeniable certainty that everything in my life changed since I published my first wannabe poem. My mind has found peace within the quest of crafting myself into the person I want to be, but this "alter ego" will always be a part of me. Nevertheless, I keep writing, in other terms and for other purposes. Being the need to find this purpose of your life the reason to walk this earth, not meaning that you'll find it someday or that you could die if you do.  I'll probably come back some day with new poetry on my sleeve, but there are things I got to take of first. I have grown fond of m

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LusciousDeathAngel13

Nov 2, 2008

A part of Benediction by Charles Baudelaire

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When by an edict of the powers supreme A poet's born into this world's drab space, His mother starts, in horror, to blaspheme Clenching her fists at God, who grants her grace. "Would that a nest of vipers I'd aborted Rather than this absurd abomination. Cursed be the night of pleasures vainly sported On which my womb conceived my expiation. Since of all women I am picked by You To be my Mate's aversion and his shame: And since I cannot, like a billet-doux, Consign this stunted monster to the flame, I'll turn the hatred, which You load on me, On the curst tool through which You work your spite, And twist and stunt this miserable