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Fuckin' Haiku's, how do they work. by Twerrpy, literature

Evening shades that pierce the glass by Twerrpy, literature

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Evening shades that pierce the glass

Evening shades that pierce the glass, with dark moonlight abundant. The constant forces that always harass. A cycle redundant. To quiet moon light, with chirping crickets galore. To hot, bright and blue skies of sun, with song birds chirping,we humming with them, and much more. I sometimes feel the moon to be lonely, as the sounds are replaced with snores. To take advantage of it, and regain our strength. To demonstrate, the energy, the light bores.

When the game crashes. by Twerrpy, literature

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When the game crashes.

When the game crashes, and all goes black, you wonder to yourself if you should go back! The game was so fun, the game that you played, and all the fun with your friends you had made! And the game froze...and you sighed in distress, you couldn't stop now, you couldn't just rest! And the window popped up, that the game had died, you could have restart it if you had tried! "No" You said, because you were much too lazy, just the thought of all that loading made you crazy! You were so into it, but now you were out, you were having such fun, and you let out a shout. "Why here? Why now? At the tip of my peak! You ruined my game, and caused me to s

Teary Nights by Twerrpy, literature

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Teary Nights

I wish I could remember those teary nights. When I lied under the covers to cry, remembering the others, Oh how I wish that it was a lie. I wish I could remember those teary nights. When dad came home drunk, he'd stumble around, and sometimes crawl, insisting that he wasn't drunk at all. I wish I could remember those teary nights. When my sister fought with mom. The police took us out, when she started to shout, I would never see that house again. I wish I could remember those teary nights. When pills were all I ate, I cried myself to be, in the mental facility, overcome with hate. I wish I could remember those teary nights. When I don't

The Dark Cloud. by Twerrpy, literature

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The Dark Cloud.

Depression is Cloud, that looms overhead. A dark cloud, a stormy cloud, that rains teardrops instead. You sit in the corner, withdrawn from the talk, sitting there staring, in a verbal lock. I see them talking, speaking which such ease. Speaking for them, is such a breeze. Whenever my mouth opens, I say something foolish, ridiculous, disgusting, or just ghoulish. I hate myself too much, I really do, when you look at it, it's really true. I want to give, to please with works of art, though nobody likes them, which goes straight for the heart. Talent was just a word, that people said they had, so they could get attention, which drives me qui

The War Horse.Horse. Trusty by Twerrpy, literature

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The War Horse.Horse. Trusty

The War Horse. Horse. Trusty armored steed who races. Towards the fleeing men she chases. The sound of shells ringing overhead, while brethren and enemy alike lie down dead. Oh the perils and stench of war, but the men at the capital lust for more! If only they could understand, that the lives they were wasting weren't worth this plot of land! They will never grasp it, but is there any man that can? And now another life was lost, but of course, war, has it's costs. And the weight the horse carried was blasted asunder, flying in the sky with his steed under. The horse continued until he was shot to, unfortunately, their deaths, were both du

Behind The Silk FoldsChapter by Twerrpy, literature

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Behind The Silk FoldsChapter

Behind The Silk Folds Chapter III "Oh for me?" Zhi called out jokingly, pressing her hands against the floor to give her support as she got up, gaining a snicker from those around her as she dramatically walked over towards the counter with her still serious brother staring at her, she suspected the seal scroll with a grasp on half of the scroll so as to give Zhi easy access to inevitably snatching it out of his hand. Zhi's dramatic and sarcastic smile quickly turned into a glare as she, ( just as Zheng predicted )snatched the scroll from his hand, breaking the seal, but not before she affirmed her sarcasm first. "Who else would it be B&a

Behind The Silk Folds: Chapter II by Twerrpy, literature

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Behind The Silk Folds: Chapter II

Behind the Silk folds. Chapter Two. The once sturdy wooden doors to the restaurant blasted open, revealing three guards clad in leather armor studded with iron. The head of the trio, brandished a long spear like weapon, holding it up so that the sharp and slender blade pointed up instead of forward thankfully. The other two guards held muskets close to their chests. Dark spots on the men's chest and gloves indicated they had been running, or under pressure. They wore a round iron helmet with a pointed top, reflected the surprised faces of the inhabitants of said room almost perfectly. Their hands were adorned with dark leather gloves that

Behind The Silk Folds: Chapter I by Twerrpy, literature

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Behind The Silk Folds: Chapter I

Behind the silk folds Chapter one. Zhi flipped her hood back as the team of 5 others did the same, now they were partially safe amongst the hustle and bustle of the New Years Eve celebrations of Hong Kong. Fireworks still exploded in the sky as she lifted a gloved fist to knock at the nearby door. Three sound yet firm knocks emitted from her knuckles as she knocked upon the wooden door of the nearby building. ... No Answer; "Typical". She thought to herself as she knocked again with the exact same velocity and amount of knocks then before, still unfortunately, no answer. "Zheng! Open up! I know you're in there!" She said loudly. Leaning

Behind The Silk Folds: Prologue by Twerrpy, literature

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Behind The Silk Folds: Prologue

Behind The Silk Folds, Prologue. Zhi crouched down, perched upon the curved stone roof the Temple that lay on the hill, towering above the city below. Fireworks of all different colors exploded and illuminated the night sky. "Great" She whispered to herself, a hood safely covering most of her hair; Jet black, straight locks hanging and escaping through the cheap, pale brown hood she had over her, accompanied with tight black silk robes and a cloak to cover her assortment of weapons that she had just waiting to be unsheathed at her waist. This, was Hong Kong on the Chinese new year of the Dragon. A bustling port town filled to the brim with

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Apr 20
United States
Deviant for 11 years
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I'm a amateur poet and ( I would like to think of myself as ) an author, though I've never had the patience to finish any books. I'm a horrible artist, and I couldn't even get past stick figure tier in pre school, and I've had the same art style ever since, like my best way of drawing a body is a rectangle with a circle at the top and sticks jutting out of it. But I always liked poetry. ( I'm a history nut as well ) I write all of my poetry in this little pretty journal I have.

I can also write stories, but I haven't wrote anything in a long time, so it's basically moody poetry most of the time. It seems that I can't write poetry unless I'm upset and I can't write stories unless I'm happy :l.

I live in Las Vegas, Nevada, and am still currently in school.

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Favourite Movies

Dark knight rises, Citizen cane, both Hangover's, ect

Favourite TV Shows

Curb your enthusiasm, Boardwalk empire, It's always sunny

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BOTDF, The wanted, Psy, Owl city, ect

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Percy Jackson series, Shogun, Revenge of the 47 Samurai

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Twerrpy

Apr 24, 2013

Oh god why....

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Recently today, I messaged a friend of mine whom I've been having a little rocky relationship with, I messaged her randomly about random stuff, like my latest doctors appointment and how I'm a little deaf now with a little ear infection, what would be a good idea to commission her with ( because I have tokens so yes ) All that jazz, asking her how she was, trying to get her ( and frankly ) my mind off of the situation... Well, she didn't respond directly, but the response wasn't that good. She completely disconnected all her communication with me, she deleted me from Steam, from her Skype contacts list, she stopped following me on Deviantar

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Twerrpy

Dec 7, 2012

Taking Story requests.

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SINCE I'm running out of Ideas for Stories, I am now taking requests for any story ideas any of you may have, feel free to send me any ideas!

Fuckin' Haiku's, how do they work. by Twerrpy, literature

Evening shades that pierce the glass by Twerrpy, literature

When the game crashes. by Twerrpy, literature

Teary Nights by Twerrpy, literature

The Dark Cloud. by Twerrpy, literature

The War Horse.Horse. Trusty by Twerrpy, literature

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Behind The Silk Folds: Chapter II by Twerrpy, literature

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