Shadow-Striker

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An IOU by Shadow-Striker, literature

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An IOU

I owe you something. I owe you smiles, yes and thoughts, laughter, all the rest. I owe you all of these. But this is... more ...fitting. I owe you a poem, a drawing, a song. But I cannot write cannot draw cannot sing At least not now, not here. It is, after all, so hard to be inspired with noise in your ears sweat on your brow bullets in your brain and worlds o

Alternate Uses fr Razor Blades by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Alternate Uses fr Razor Blades

Forgive me if your tales of melodrama and your claims of psychic trauma start to fall on deafened ears. You see, after a while all these reflections Start to turn into infections And I've had it up to here with Your claims that you're a little something special with a savior's sense of morals and a sacrifice of tears And I feel it's all a little bit annoying to see kids like you destroying all the honest work of all these honest men who actually had the gall to come and think up an original idea that would steal them from the brink of a depressionary stage or two or three And try to force it out of pain and ink and pen And t

Lifetime by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Lifetime

0 Wake up, enough of dreaming dreams, it's time to make them true Wake up, the sun is sailing past the things you'll never do Wake up, the leaves are crying out their joyful tears of dew Wake up and see the glory as the earth is born for you 18 You spend your daylight dreaming dreams, with life in disarray And flee in nighttime, stealing past what elders have to say And when the running leaves you tired, you cry it all away But see, it's worth its simple glories, living past cliché 36 The dream you dreamed is fin'lly coming, time for living free There's no more need for hiding now, and no more need to flee And no more time for cr

Staying Up to Cram... by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Staying Up to Cram...

How to do this, I do not know I need it for tomorrow, though And thus, I'm forced to persevere Though bedtime was so long ago The teachers' pets must think it queer To start with the due date so near And stay, 'til 4 o' clock, awake On every night this cursed year Oh they would give their heads a shake And tell me it's a grave mistake And say my grades will never keep If I keep cramming 'til daybreak I should be busy counting sheep But I have deadlines I must keep I must endure this lack of sleep I must endure this lack of sleep

Eulogy 1 by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Eulogy 1

I think it now, as if some want-wit curse That strange fate will'd you die, you of all men, And over all times, now, when foes run free, That stars dictate this moment for your fall. Oh how, my friend, am I to mourneth thee? When I do also mourn the loss of hope So cru'lly forced on me upon your death, That in your passing, my strength, too, doth fail, For you were always strong; our final hope Did always rest upon thy vengeful blade! That very blade which we had prayed would live Until the day that all the land would rest As fin'lly silent, and finally purged Of all the evil that did keep us slaves! Alas, that blade lies shatte

The Art of War by Shadow-Striker, literature

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The Art of War

The angry war drums played at dawn, we drew our noble swords, And readied for the gallant task of dying for our lord. Our enemies were vast in number, so our sources said And they were marching toward us to take our leader's head. We knew that it would be the end if our great lord was lost So here we swore we'd keep him safe no matter what the cost. With strengthened hearts we stood our ground and banished all our fear Preparing for our brave defense of all that we held dear. And so the mighty sun beat down upon our valiant forms As, still, we waited for our foes and all their cruel swarms. We waited, more, and waited, our heroic so

Not for Rhyme by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Not for Rhyme

Tonight was not supposed to be for rhyme I had inside no sorrows to release And so I thought I'd set aside this time And spend some moments chasing wild caprice Some friends that eve were walking to a ball So I resolved that I should join their crowd But I could see no reason to it all And left while blaming music played too loud As well as lack of skill enough to dance And my appearance: just a child, alone To whom not one would give a second glance And as I walk through night, now headed home I turn, again, to verse, with my regret And wait for morning, when I may forget

Dragon by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Dragon

I live my endless years in dark and fire A creature living on the touch of hate A warrior knowing only the desire To break the blatant cruelties of fate There is a voiceless melody I sing A silent song of emptiness and pain In all creation, mourning bells shall ring And echo on in shadow-born refrain For somewhere in the murky depth, I sleep And dream of an unending burning flame I am the secret that this world shall keep I am eternal fury given name And I, the dragon, wait until the doom And fear the day my vengeance shall consume

Blocked by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Blocked

The ink and pen refusing me this dance A painful "no", and now I'll have to sit A cursor blinking, lone on white expanse With not a thought in mind for filling it The pressure builds, to crash like sea on sand But then the grains just float and settle down I hold ideas, dying in my hands And watch them in the water as they drown And this is all too much for me to take Or rather, all too little in my mind To see the concepts shatter as they break To chase the perfect words while running blind A bitter taste, frustration, on my tongue A bitter scream of silence in my ear I feel my inspiration dying young I hear the lonely voice g

A Love Story by Shadow-Striker, literature

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A Love Story

Another late night, lying cold… The rain fell outside like a torrent… Of course I knew it was there, though I couldn't see it. I could hear it; I could almost smell it, breathe that rain in the air, even through the cold, sterile filtering of the air conditioning… I could almost feel it pounding on me as if I were the very ground it fell down to… And then I dropped the train of thought altogether. There was too much metaphor, too much flowery prose for my head to try to compose around a simple rainstorm in the middle of a simple dark night. After all, I really, really had to be getting to sleep, and my mind was supposed to be

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After by Shadow-Striker, literature

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After

I was waiting for tomorrow Then tomorrow passed me by I felt not so much the sorrow As the thought of asking why But grief is not my game today I've run right out of tears I'll try and find another way But time brings 'round my fears And I'm stuck in the morning after Still hoping to see what passed The days keep growing darker The sun seems to set so fast Just yesterday I was blind To tomorrow I would race And she was all I had to find But I've near forgotten her face Didn't really want it to end But that's the way that time just goes It's almost like making a friend And losing them when you get close And I'm stuck in the

Dream of a Time by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Dream of a Time

I watch the moon, it shines tonight While dawn is still so far from sight I'll stare into the starless sky And dream of time when I may die Seen the world, and asked each amber Dusk and never found my answer Traveled too far and all too near There's nothing there and nowhere here Running silent through the lands Dusts of time on weathered hands Tell me, was it all in vain Though I'm numb of any pain Spring returns to the autumn's fall And summer to the winter's cold And never could I hear your call Although my heart has grown so old It's been so long, lost all I need And I can't feel it when I bleed And this is such a tired

Split to Eternity by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Split to Eternity

There is a silent forestland That hides a thousand tangled lanes A hundred trees, eternal, stand To whisper tales of joys and pains There's beauty, in the lighted ways And glory still, in darkest core The center of this twisting maze Holds the strangest tales in store And here, the darkened lonely roads Are walked by a lonely, empty shadow Moments carry heavy loads And pass until they bring tomorrow He knows no more where he is bound The marks he's left are things of myth He's seen things not a soul has found But has no one to share them with In times he finds to recollect Remembering his misty past The story that his life p

Waiting by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Waiting

Here's an excuse And here's a lie Here's the Truth, Watch it slowly die And you're waiting And it's something that you've been hating 'cause you're waiting while you're watching life pass you by and you're waiting and it just feels so degrading… And sometimes You just don't get what life sends And sometimes You just can't make amends For the things That you wish you could forget Just forget and forget the regret And you're waiting And it's something that you've been hating 'cause you're waiting while you're watching the world walk past and you're waiting and it all just feels so degrading… And sometimes Even though you

Dream Blade by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Dream Blade

I know that somewhere in the maze of night Perhaps within a quiet shadowed glade Within that darkness, hidden from the light I lay there silent, dreaming of a blade Harder than diamond, faster than wind Spirit of power and touch of cold steel Bringer of glory and caller of sin Wisdom of ancients within it concealed A sword made from the cores of fallen stars And keen as a sliver of the moon's ray The force enough to win a hundred wars One dream, one soul, one blade to win the day Forged by the dragons in their holy fire Imbued with the might of their furious flames Founder, destroyer of every empire Legend-told splendor with a

Black Box by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Black Box

One new day but nothing's changed All the same, all prearranged Walked to school, began the day In the place where all must stay I was waiting for the bell While the world was going to hell As the chime's echoes, they rang Heard the song that the lost sang (Refrain) Fallen world and fallen heart We are trapped here in the dark Just like us and just like all Held are we, each in their thrall Empty words that leave no mark All are trapped here in the dark Each of us is each like all No one here to heed the call Glanced around, saw nothing there Voice still carries in the air It haunts me and keeps me still Up and down my spi

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Same Old Story by Shadow-Striker, literature

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Same Old Story

Memories, old streets, houses, sepia hues Some things left of worn photos crumble down Past dead, ancient, and lost tried-and-trues The Flood of Thoughts rushes past as I drown Bright colors summon back the here and now Rain shower, count drops down on pavement gray The brilliant palette seems to fade, somehow And now it's not really that bright a day Just like before, then nothing more Such an old friend, lost once again Memories, the swirl. Not just a girl Deeper in fact, darker than that Lifetime ago, not what I know Traveling on, good times have gone Reminders, my own, but I'm still alone Older wishes return again from ash

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Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: Somewhere on this stained Land...
Favourite genre of music: can't be narrowed down to just one...
Operating System: Windows 2000 (Old style OS... it works for me...)
Favourite cartoon character: Batman
Personal Quote: Allowing life to the wicked brings death. Bringing death to the wicked allows life.

Favourite Visual Artist

anywhere? Jim Lee! and Alex Ross!

Favourite Movies

The Last Samurai, The Matrix Trilogy, Batman, Warriors of Heaven and Earth, Hellboy

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Linkin Park, Evanescence, Vertical Horizon, Jason Mraz and of course, h3p(go ask ~psimaus... hahaha)

Favourite Writers

Neil Gaiman, the author of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" (his name escapes me now)

Favourite Games

Dynasty Warriors 4, Samurai Warriors, Gunbound

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS2

Other Interests

Poetry, action figure customization

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Shadow-Striker

May 5, 2004

Ogres have layers... and, erm, Strikers have layer

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LAYER ONE: Name: well, based on who you are, I'm either Kenneth, Lord/ Daimyo Vanish (-sama or -san, based, again, on who you are), or the Shadow Striker. It all depends. Birthplace: Strangely enough, in Hong Kong, I believe Gender: Male Eye Color: Brown... er, I think... Hair Color: Black Height: 5'...6? Gads, my memory fails me again... Righty or Lefty: Right. Zodiac Sign: European: Scorpio (well, ho hum...)                   Chinese: Dragon (heck yeah...) LAYER TWO: Your heritage: All Chinese, if I remember right... Maybe a bit of Dragon blood somewhere down... The shoes you wore today: Black boots... just like almost every d

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Shadow-Striker

Mar 17, 2004

Fragments

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I keep getting these little fragments and incomplete concepts for poems coming up in my mind... and I never seem to be able to find a larger, central idea or set of words to use to turn them into fully-fledged poems.... This is getting annoying, really, darn it. I dunno if this is right judgment at all, but maybe I'll just place some of those fragments here, just in case I ever start to forget them... Dunno if anyone would or should care about them, really.... Gharrr.... All this while trying to study for the confounded Math finals. Why I was denied my righteous exemption, I will never know. Just great. Another thing I'll never know. It's

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Shadow-Striker

Mar 13, 2004

Emoticons.....

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I just seemed to realize now just how many impossibly cool emoticons there are here at devart... :ninja: :katana: :ninjabattle: :ninjastar: :meditate: :ninjaeat: :fork: :sprint: :robo: :chainsaw: :batman: :spidey: :sherlock: :mib: :matrixfight: :spyedvsjark: ... wait a minute... why does the Shadow Striker character design look like spyed :spyed:? whoa boy... Sure hope I don't end up with the deviantart founders after me for copyright infringement... I PLEAD THE HIVEMIND PHENOMENON!