Hehe. I love writing poetry, I can't help myself. I've been procrastinating recently x3 Oopseh.

This poem may or may not be understandable. I'm going to let Painted Lady speak...

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Is...
Is this me?

Coat plagued by golden blotches
Eyes blurred by blue
Yes, this is me

Sniff, and I whistle
Through this mask, abliss, anew
As fawn to doe, transform

Chisper, crisper is the forest floor
Betrodden with crunching leaves
The hiss I hear that others feel protects them
Cruel, cruel, deer

Bouncing happily in place
Anzel Ghost Deer speaks to face
With me, that we are cursed

And companion of the vanity mirror
Snickers at the fate befallen
By our kind
Whose Human is one

I shan't take it
Escape is my only option
As I leap through the doorway and run forth
Screaming to the sky, "Why, why?"

Hooves charred with dirt
I hurt
And look towards the sky
We never look to
Never see the clouds

The fogs that hide in the sky
Trying, they try
To join the fireflies
Up there, up here

The millions of eyes
That created We deer
Staring down on us, before them

My fur stands on end
As I stare up,
Up and away
Into their other world
My true home

Sweet deer no longer, my heart is Tainted
Taint me no longer, cruel being
Cruel Human

I will take it no longer
I will be free

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I'm beginning to believe that Taint represents my philosophical side. What do you think? o.o;

So much for me trying to have a sweethearted deer. Looks like growing up has changed her.

I'm speaking to you...



I'm lucky that I didn't know you were there until later...for this mask could not hide the redness of my face.

I stare out into the world, fog-born and ghostly, like I. Is this my realm? Is this from whence I was born? I shiver, watch a stray ray of sunlight pass through the mist, see the little dewdrops, microscopic, floating about me.

I have cladden myself in ghostly wares.

My pelt is that of a fae long passed, who chose to end her life to pursue things we deer could never dream of.

My mask is of a self I used to be, more naïve, more hopeful to be normal.

My antlers are the key to my freedom, but they have instead locked me in place.

And you...

They've locked me in this cage...so that I may never be with you...

"To crush is to be crushed,"

So the bats said.

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I wander.

I wait.

I don't hope.

But that's a lie.

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Best regards,
~ Anzel

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Don't mind Anzel, she felt like rambling...

Her costume change was partially to match the weather, and partially because she's always kind-of liked the Secretary Pelt, the legs, specifically. And she's wearing a hand mask, even if you can't see it.

Also, I'm kind-of stressed because my connection's very unstable right now, and I can't tell when it is or isn't connected. UGH.

*giggles* For fun, I checked how my computer was doing. About 1k download speed, normal...upload speed, 11 kbps, very slow...ping...1665. o____o; You won't be seeing me in the forest for a little while today XD; Heh. Oh well.

I clad myself in the ghostly wears
And trickle down the stream

My tears, they drive it down and down
They feed the river's dream

To one day fall-in, drip by drop
Into a stagnant gleam

And so, I bid the stream, "Adeau,"
To greet the pond as Queen

Whee.

That was completely random.

Made no sense, did it?

I just felt the urge to write about the forest stream...XD;

I'm in the forest...maybe...

*hopes vipin won't leave* I'm gonna curl up by the Vipin I see, and beg that you don't leave the forest (or you'll poof for me)...

*is really depressed and feels lonely*...

EDIT: Nevermind...Anzel felt far too meek and sad to sit right next to Vipin...

EDIT 2: Feeling much better now...so, after getting lost a few times, I've decided to dance in the blue bowl for a bit. Join me if you wish :3...

*wonders what SS and Butch are up to*

I can see the fog, I can see Taliene's pictogram, but I have no clue if I'm in the forest for not x.x...

My outfit is different, yeah, I felt like changing it.

YAY, I just saw Magnet, I think. I had to guess using set

...Umm...is the forest still foggy?

I have a feeling I won't be able to get in, c'est la vie, I'm just curious if it is or isn't :3

Though neither of the times did it say I was in the forest...did anyone see a peculiar deer near the pond on the Old Oak side of it? If so...it was me.

My ping is very high right now...no wonder I couldn't get back in the forst, heh.

I, too, lost a friend. She didn't lose her life, but she had tried to many times, and eventually she lost herself, she abandoned me, she left me and school behind, and I miss her with all of my heart...

I just wanted to let you know that I'm here for you <3

And yes, I actually did work hard to make this...it took me about 2 hours to outline properly, color, and shade it properly x.x...I made it in MS Paint.

I saw Fincayra on the other day, and right now I see TIMBER on <<;

On the community site, that is >:3

Hehe.

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Hark, you foulest zephyr
You shall never tread before me
With your cutting hooves and hushings
Bringing chillings down their spines

Take what I'm throwing down
Dance with bolts of sapphire lightning
With their lazuli and amethyst
To lock your eyes with mine

And that, my dear companion
Is the reason why you're scarce
And why the birch forestry's grasses
Never lay or break or bend

A toughie? Break my thunder?
What a dolt, oh what a blunder
That you think that you can pass between
Reality and here

For we cut world from world
And we sewed it back together
Took a fleck of time and weather
For ourselves to have and hold

But the winds, they never stray here
And they cannot ever stay here
For we are not social beings
To the world which you call home

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What do you think? Is it "Poetry en Motion"-worthy?

It's about why the forest has no wind.

I know, it's kinda short, tell me if I should lengthen it.

But outside, a storm ahs been brewing and the wind is basically rumbling through the trees, I can feel it. If I don't post this now, I'll be gone for a while, until the storm passes.