ObsessedRobinGirl

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Time by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Time

Time is a cruel thing. Time destroyed earth. It always had it in its iron grasp, and every millennium the human race knew that time was squeezing it harder and harder, but they could never admit to it. Yet Time has always been a slow killer. It took thousands upon thousands of years, to when the humans had swollen so much on it, overtaking all land, but the earth was past its stage of blooming then, the earth was dying. There was a term for it, Global Warming, but the humans didn’t know its true meaning. That the earth only had room for five of its cycles. When t reached its fifth, the humans were unprepared. The Earth was dying,

Serenity by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Serenity

It’s a funny feeling, When finality sets in. Like something’s shattered your heart, But it’s cold, And your heart’s still in one piece, Sitting there, a frozen lump, Barely beating beneath your breast. You gasp in air, But the cold continues, But it’s not cold really, It’s more like a nothing, And that is so much worse. You pound on your chest, To no avail, And then you realise, This may not be natural, It may not be nice, But it’s peace, A funny kind of peace, But peace all the same. Serenity has taken over emotion, And nothing is felt, Not anger, nor hate, Sadness, happiness, love,

Nature's Irony by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Nature's Irony

They walk into the room, Soft light eliminating flaws on their skin, Clothes tailored to give them ‘perfect’ frames, Their bleached smiles blindingly white. These are the ‘beautiful’ ‘Gorgeous’, ‘magnificent’, ‘amazing’ And worst of all – ‘perfect’. But they don’t tell of their oily skin, Make up creating countless angry red marks, Bursting from the skin, With a small white dot in the centre – a target. They seem to us normal in lifestyle, But those ‘picture perfect’ – those ‘bikini bodies’ Hide long known eating disorders, That i

Rage by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Rage

RAGE Rage is the undoing of humanity, It bleeds through the pores of your skin, Sifting without a body into the air, And becomes the burden of your neighbour, Until they too feel it within them. You can feel it growing, Swelling in your breast, Ravaging your soul, And consuming your organs. It’s a plague manifested by ourselves. It’s only when you think that you’re free, Does it once again rise from the abyss, And sink its angry teeth into you, At the slightest chance of provocation. It has burning hot heat that puts your cheeks aflame, It has bright blinding anger that diminishes your eyesight, It makes your b

Growing Up by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Growing Up

Reach down and grasp my hand, Lift me above your shoulders, I want to see what you see, I want to view the world in your eyes. Tell me the mysteries that lie beyond, Of monsters and people who triumph, Make this boring life a fairytale, So when I’m old I’ll still be wondering, What lies beyond those purple mountains? Point at places you’ve been Tell tales of the people you’ve seen, Their stories and yours mingling into one, So that I can stare and wonder. Teach me to walk with my new feet, Show me to write with my clumsy hands, I want to learn so that I can be something, Tell me what I have to do to surviv

Can you see it? by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Can you see it?

Can you see it? This blinding white light, Drawing me in, It’s celestial heat burning my skin, It is sadness, anger and hate. It’s glowing with something that I haven’t seen, It’s idiocy, Yelling at people for sins not committed, It’s the angry rage of emotion. It’s pulsing with a foreign feeling, Making me vomit from sad, Choke on my own tears, And will for comfort. It’s clenching my hands until they hurt, My angry blood rolling down my fists, Closing my eyes, I must block it out, Feelings that won’t go away. There are tears that fall, As the grief sweeps through me, Grief that isn&#

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Moonshine by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Moonshine

MOONSHINE By ObsessedRobinGirl (rarely does my name get around this crazy thing known as the internet…) The moon glistened above, Tears from unknown eyes shining in the sky, Stars admiring the features, Of a watcher wondering why. How could such beauty come from something so simple? Something that many would describe an a rock, A piece merely orbiting this world, As if it was a boat readying to dock. But I know more, It is beauty in simplest form, It is a shape glistening in the night sky, Something beyond ourselves, beyond the norm. And yet it is always there, Even when it cannot be seen, The craters upon its glowing surface

My Life, In 1,057 Words by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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My Life, In 1,057 Words

My Life, In 1,057 Words ObsessedRobinGirl There is no such thing as evil in this world. There are merely choices made by human beings. That is how I know that I am not evil. I just took a different path than to them. I took the path of sadness, hate and bloodlust. I didn't know it at the time. But I have no regrets. I may be as many say cruel, cold and heartless, but when you are without something in the first place, how can people blame you. Perhaps it is because people remember me being happier. But I remember. That happiness never existed. It was a fallacy, and I created it, and now as I lay here in a pool of blood dying, I ha

Tales of Young Die with Old by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Tales of Young Die with Old

The Tales of the Young Die with the Old By ObsessedRobinGirl They told us it had come Those warbirds sweeping skies The people running fear The ones we held so dear The way they were gone How could the be upon us The people that were the same as we Come to attack and kill brethren To destroy us for our differences Running through the shadows Feeling the ground beneath shake Knowing that it would no longer be as it was With all of them dead There were only we three How they wept and cried Over those who had died How I showed no pain Only sat watching the bombs rain I knew that death was upon us With its sweeping black smok

To Pick Onself Up, First Fall by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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To Pick Onself Up, First Fall

TO PICK ONESELF UP, ONESELF MUST FIRST FALL BY OBSESSEDROBINGIRL I feel it bubbling inside Overflowing, tears run down It seems to reside It refuses to drown I feel it taking over Conquering my soul Taking over my souls like the many clover It begins to form a hole A part in me is ripped apart And yet still I feed it, this hate I have begun to lose reason from the start There is no longer a debate There is no longer the thing that forced me to this There is only my side, and what I must say There is only him, him and that kiss I must make him hurt, make him pay Feel his body run thick with my disgust Know that he realises m

To Take or To Give by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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To Take or To Give

To Take or To Give By ObsessedRobinGirl He wrapped his hands around his fellow's throat, Feeling the hatred gush within, Its power fuelling his desire to kill. To go beyond the knowledge of many, Into a path called immoral. Yet sickeningly welcoming, Something tempting, illusive and in a way to him, seductive, His insanity blossomed like many roses, His heart leapt with joy at the sound of gasps for air, He couldn't contain his glee, Yet he felt something within disappearing. Something there for a long time withering away, He willed to reach out and touch it, He knew it was something warm, good. Something that seemed to be eve

Goodbye by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Goodbye

GOODBYE By ObsessedRobinGirl I can feel it rise, The tide of pain. So strong, my demise, Falls across my like the rain. Tickles my heart, Causing pain to scream within. Wishing me away, back to the start, Making want –no, need- to give in. And as I raised the blade to my throat, Feeling its cold, forgiving embrace. All I can see is you standing there beginning to gloat, And it makes death the thing I will to chase. I slice the skin, The blood flows freely now. A red river beneath my chin, And I wonder how. At this stage of my youth, That I would want to die. And, as I reach hell's booth, I smile and begin to cry. For thi

There's serial killer end bed by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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There's serial killer end bed

THERE'S A SERIAL KILLER AT THE END OF MY BED By ObsessedRobinGirl There's a serial killer at the end of my bed, He's smiling as he sings the song of the dead. He's climbing up, knife in hand, Telling me to stay still – that's his demand. His eyes are locked onto mine, as my mouth emits a low whine. He's near me now, I don't know how, To escape, to leave, to run, to hide, To go to a place that this man does not abide. My fear begins to permeate the air, My eyes turn quickly to the phone on the chair. But he's too fast, he grabs it now, And brings me to question how: Will I get out? Will I die today? I close my eyes and silent

Is better to have Loved Lost? by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Is better to have Loved Lost?

Is it better to have loved and lost? By ObsessedRobinGirl I sat there, seeing his abyssal eyes, Ones that used to reflect wisdom, And now can't answer my countless 'Whys'. How he used to transfix my soul, Astonish and amaze, Piece me together, make me whole. Now as I sit here, Bound and gagged, Doused in sweat and stenching of fear. I question his reasons. And look back, Toward the time spent, endless seasons, How I fell into his arms, Looked into his soul, And my heart gave into his charms. Yet as he lifts the blade to my throat, As I see his eyes stare in triumph, gloat. I weep a hundred years tears, And give in to myse

Oh Little Child by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Oh Little Child

OH LITTLE CHILD By ObsessedRobinGirl Oh little child, So sad yet so dear, Oh little child, There is nothing to fear. Not the moon in the sky, Nor the darkness of shadows, Nor the doubt, the questions of 'Why?' Oh little child, Keep on, your heart free. Oh little child, Live on, continue to be. Feel the air sift around your skin, The grass dewy beneath your feet, For now, as you are, that is a win. Oh little child, Hear not man's cruel gun, Oh little child, Feel only the heat of sun. Smiling bright I see your face, Unknown to fears around, Continuing happy, in this place. Oh little child, How innocence does leave thee

Barren World Bird by ObsessedRobinGirl, literature

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Barren World Bird

'TIS A BARREN WORLD: BIRD 'Tis a barren world, Through which skillful fantasy cries. 'Tis a barren world, Through which the eagle soars the skies. Flying high, O'er day and moon, Flying high, May he reach his destination soon. He soars on winged fantasy, Through woods in deepest night, He soars on winged fantasy, Across his shrieking fright. He calls to me, On windswept day, He calls to me, His heart springing play. 'Tis a barren world, Through which my bird flies, 'Tis a barren world, In which my bird dies.

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About ObsessedRobinGirl

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United Kingdom
Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: ...You're a stalker, I just know it.
Favourite genre of music: Metal
Favourite photographer: Jeek!
Favourite style of art: Like 'em all!
Operating System: Microsoft XP
MP3 player of choice: elPod
Shell of choice: Conch!
Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint! :D
Skin of choice: Lemon!
Favourite cartoon character: O.O! XD
Personal Quote: All great writers are at least slightly schizophrenic - MEEE!

Favourite Visual Artist

Jemu-Katana, Abstract People...

Favourite Movies

Resident Evil, Jurassic Park, Watch the Stalker Get Beaten To A Pulp...

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Three Days Grace, Rise Against, Maroon 5's Falling for the first time..., RATM, SOAD

Favourite Writers

John Steakly, My friends...!

Favourite Games

Erm... Unreal Tournament!

Favourite Gaming Platform

Hmmm... PC?

Tools of the Trade

Computer, TECH-NO-LO-GIQUE! xD

Other Interests

Writing, Reading, Listening to Music... Calling you a stalker...

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ObsessedRobinGirl

Sep 13, 2008

The Beginning of the Rest of Your Life!

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Tomorrow is the beginnig of the rest of your life. It's time to ditch some things that comfort, time to unravel your safety nets and take the plunge in the cold and perhaps murky water of life, knowing that you may never rise, but for the pursuit of adventure and happiness, will you plunge? My answer is yes. Let's plunge in, ditch everything that was holding us back and see what the hell we turn out to be.  Maybe we don't like it and decide to go back to the way we were or maybe we'll become diamonds from the pressure and shine like never before!! Risk is the element of adventure, and by golly, adventure is such an enticing word. Time to t

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ObsessedRobinGirl

Aug 10, 2008

Forever Smile

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Okay, so I know that I always am the girl saying be happy, get on with it, you can do it, and always preaching sunshine and happiness. I concede it's an extremely hard thing to find at times, especially when you know that it's your own fault but in your heart you know that it's the correct decision, both for your respect and to further protect yourself. And for that I have decided to continue to say what I say.  Despite it all, everyone needs to show this sometimes hurtful but always beautiful world that you can always smile, and that is an act of courage.  Smiles, my dears, can take so much courage, and that's why when you smile you wear i

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ObsessedRobinGirl

May 26, 2008

Lurve makes the world go round!

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...Hate makes it spin too quickly. So let's take some time and not hate people 'cause it's boring and sucks doody! Lolz Sam says doody, don'tcha sammythecynic? XD  It's very funny lol. Soo art exhibition's come and gone, got all of my work up and they won't lemme take it down yet but most of it's unscannable anyway, I'm at the bigger is better stage of life. There has been some minor conflict within my friends and myself since my last journal that's really major but let's look at the bright side of life!  Everyone can get over things and get better and happier and we're all doing pretty much good now!! Love you guys!! :) X Big old soppy

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Houseowl

Mar 24, 2009

Thanks for the feedback, and for the favorite! (Believe it or not, I'm nearly that pale

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spaghetti000

Jan 27, 2009

HELLOO i dont know how to become your friend..

Silllllllyyy....

and thanks for the udder 2

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No problemo!

heya thankies for the

wit the ID, can you please favie the first one tho and not number 2, cos it's horrible resolution the second one, and I only did it so it would fit in the ID space thingy on my profile!!!

Jeek-the-other-one

Jun 11, 2008

thanks fur teh

on stream you evil person and if you keep calling me non-human I may have to remind you about how your peeps conform to the idealist regime of national socialist Germany... hmm... shurrup then!!! I WIN.