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I am Neon Blue!!!I am neon blue,I am Neon Blue!!! by PhantomANG3L
for i am threw and threw,
i live the party,
till it smooths,
into the pale howling moon.
I may be depressive,
and i may make you look down,
but instead look up,
and you'll see me all around!
I say i am neon,
but that is not true,
for i am just simply blue,
i'm just the pure essence, threw... and threw...
Re post saying: I am (What ever color you love, like or admire), and make a poem or rime about it.
vote what would you like to see from me+requestshey guysvote what would you like to see from me+requests by yuukiXakira
i am wondering what are you guys looking forward to ?
its sad i cant make a poll since that would be easier but well ya i can as well do it here
so i will put a number if someone vote so i what has most votes
for the choices of what you could take/vote
-a drawing of my OC Ray
-a drawing of my OC ray with his girl (me xD)
-next page of summonia chapter 1
-creating of shuenn my new OC (also for in summonia)
-the cover or first page of my new manga (phantasia)
now for some who dont know some things can check out here to know more about the choices
this is ray
for summonia there is one cover and 2 pages for now check out the gallery for it here
and then phantasia since noting is told yet.
phantasia will go about a story where people got a way to live forever.
people get the choice once they are 12 years old to choose if they want to live in the real world or a virtual world.
SelectionsPuzzled slices compose dreams.Selections by PlethoraFantastique
Blackened, whitened, or dyed.
As, mumbled depths dissipate.
Charming wastelands arise.
Puzzles"We all used to make puzzles,"Puzzles by PaleAuthor
she says to everyone
"First we made the edges of life."
She wonders about the last piece:
"Something is missing..."
as the last piece is wandering off
The edges of life
Built a barren person
in her nervous version
We never finished our puzzle."
"The baby is dead," he says
"So what?" she asks
"Maybe we can try again," he begs
"The baby is dead," she says
"So what?" he asks
"I can't take it," she answers
She rages in the corner
Maybe the puzzle
was too hard
Maybe she has
no mind anymore
Men are puzzles
Women are puzzles
Puzzles of children
Puzzles of adults
The rules, love and life
they are all pieces
Given by nobody
Taken by everybody
"Now the child throws
all our pieces away," she cries