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Rebelstar Rhyme by OnlineAgent, literature

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Rebelstar Rhyme

In memory of our fallen robot comrades Chorus We are robots We have guns, guns, guns! We are robots Having fun, fun, fun! We are robots We will kick your ass! We are robots We'll be stan-ding last! Verse 1 (When) You're in trou-ble We will save the day! Na-sty Fraylar Think they're here to stay! Trust us robots We have ma-ssive guns! No-ones safe Not even friendly nuns! (gunfire, nuns screaming) Verse 2 With our master Glen, here by our side! We will march on For all time and find! A-li-ens who Threa-ten to in-vade! We will be there We are not in-sane! (Chorus) Verse 3 Will you help us We need more

In The Mirror by OnlineAgent, literature

Failed Poems + Failed Feelings by OnlineAgent, literature

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Failed Poems + Failed Feelings

And now, a poem Your heart beat next to mine Will find me through this night Your soft dark skin in soft lamp light Will... Fuck it, too soft Tear it up, throw it out Loneliness is a black void All-encompassing All-consuming It eats at my insides Hollows me out until nothing is left... Fuck it, too angsty Tear it up, throw it out! When time is gone And so am I What I leave in history will stay What I did and who I loved... Fuck it, too stuck-up Tear it up, throw it out! Roses are red Violets are- Fuck it, too chliche'd! Tear it up, throw it out! ... are violets even blue? I have a nagging feeling they might be purple

Key to my Heart: KH yaoi No.2 by OnlineAgent, literature

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Key to my Heart: KH yaoi No.2

Silence, naught but endless darkness. Sora could feel his heart beating in his chest, as if he could hear his blood pumping past his ears. He wondered briefly why that was all he could hear, was it because it was louder than it should be, or was it because it was the only sound to be heard? Thump. Thump. Thump. He started to feel himself moving, not moving... falling. Slowly, as if he weighed almost nothing at all. He began to hear what sounded like wind, a soft breeze blowing past his ears as he fell. Whistle. Thump. Whistle. Thump. Sora slowly opened his eyes, only realising just then that they were closed... or even that he had eyes.

Feel by OnlineAgent, literature

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Feel

With my arms tied tight around my pillow Tears streaming down my face I long for someone real instead Someone who can appreciate my embrace The feeling of always being alone Is all I've know for so long To cry is to know you can still feel Even tough I let it out I still feel wrong The pillowcase grows wet I lift my weary hand and wipe away my tears Then convulse with a surge of reality Perfectly founded are my fears I have nothing and no-one My life is not on track Pillows don't have heartbeats And pillows can't hug you back

KH: Another Story Chapter 4 p2 by OnlineAgent, literature

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KH: Another Story Chapter 4 p2

Chapter 4: Part 2: Champion Chameleon Randall slithered along the corridors, ducking and weaving. Louis was having a hard time keeping up. "Stitch, don't let him get away!" Stitch leapt of his shoulder and clung to the wall, clambering along, bouncing from wall to wall to go faster. Louis quickly ran out of breath and Randall and Stitch disappear into the maze of halls. "Damn..." he hunched over "Hope Stitch'll be alright without..." suddenly the area around him went dark, some huge figure was casting a shadow over him. He slowly looked up and let out a yelp. "Who are you?" the figure had eight eyes and six spiked legs like a spider, th

KH: Another Story Chapter 4 p1 by OnlineAgent, literature

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KH: Another Story Chapter 4 p1

Chapter 4: Heartless Inc. In a dark room of a dark house in the middle of the night a sweet little girl slept in her bed, dreaming of candy and puppies. Suddenly, as silently as she snoozed, dark portals appeared around her room, spawning impish shadow creatures that jerked and twitched, their eyes glowing a bright yellow. The girl slowly opened her eyes and saw the shadows, she screamed at hard as she could, suddenly there was a flash of light and she was gone. A snake-like shadow holding a long yellow canister cackled to itself and vanished into the cupboard, leaving an empty room, the wind blowing through the curtains. "Sully! Wait up!"

Psychological Laundry by OnlineAgent, literature

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Psychological Laundry

Take your laundry, load it into the machine Put it on power wash, you're doing a big load Those grass and blood stains will take hours to clean Load it into the machine, it would take too long by hand The cycle starts, water rushes in Spinning your shirts and shorts, your socks and underwear Clothes makes the man and if you don't look good you don't feel good The wash begines, your dirty laundry will soon appear A shirt spins by, red wind stain down the front That party where you cheated on your one and only The mark of lust doesn't wash off Red wine shirt is lost in the swirling void Denim jeans, skid marks on the knees Where yo

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A poem, by me by OnlineAgent, literature

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A poem, by me

As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you left I remember the ways you would make me laugh The ways you would make me cry The things you would do to me And things I would do to you As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you left But that's all in the past now Your never coming back I know that now and thank you For the memories you left As I sit here writing to you I think of the times we had And things we would do And think of more I wanted to say before you le

The Black Cat by OnlineAgent, literature

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Mar 19, 2007

Poetry sans Motion

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My poetic soul has been stripped from my body

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OnlineAgent

Aug 17, 2006

Persist

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Hi everyone here at devart, the people I talk to regularly, those I see around outside devart, and those who happen to be watching or stumble upon my journal. I've been away for quite a while, never really said why. I've been adding favourites and commenting sure, but no journals or deviations for literally months, by inspiration is gone, my passion for writing (if passion was the word, it was certainly some emotion). Been seeing a psychologist (not a shrink, the other one) about some problems I've been having, he's helped quite alot, I'm getting on better with my family and I'm going out a bit more. Schools been shit though, taken alot out