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Literature
Amaranthine
My heart sends deeds to my hands, my willing tools
Scrubbing
Nourishing
Hugging Kissing Fucking
Submitting
  All unasked
  and all resented
Yet stronger signals spur me on,
my soul's mirror twin resides in you
And I can fell two birds with my caring stone
So I love, amaranthine
And you wilt while you thank me
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I'm Bright on the Inside by Lecta I'm Bright on the Inside :iconlecta:Lecta 1 0 Grr by Lecta Grr :iconlecta:Lecta 0 0 Splat by Lecta Splat :iconlecta:Lecta 0 0 Eye Heart U by Lecta Eye Heart U :iconlecta:Lecta 0 0 9 Beastie by Lecta 9 Beastie :iconlecta:Lecta 0 0
Literature
The Possible Scientist v2
                                  The Possible Scientist
                       Who Reaches for a Comic Book Living
                              Potential grows moldy
                              sitting in the open
                              obvious and ignor
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Literature
The Possible Scientist
          The Possible Scientist
Who Reaches for a Comic Book Living
          Potential grows moldy,
          sitting in the open
          Obvious.  Ignored.
          Rust gathers from every being
          I've ever seen, spoken to
          They make speckled layers
          The barnacles could be plucked away,
          my rock polished
          I could make their eyes shine
          Bright and loving.  Proud eyes.
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Literature
Dinner With Tim
  Crunch and crumble, crunch and crumble.  Bits of crisp garlic bread that we cooked find a home on his chest.  They wouldn’t nestle in the folds of his shirt if he didn’t wear clothes that would only fit a man four times his size.  I tell him so, and he smiles.  It’s a familiar thing.  He sits up to kiss my cheek.  Tumble and fall, little crumbs.  Move along.  I brush off the ones that cling to him, reshaping waves of fabric.  I hear the thump thump thump of his heart as I let him fold me into him.  He sings with the radio, and his voice slides past all the notes.
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Mature content
Annabelle :iconlecta:Lecta 0 0
Literature
Hollywood Poison
     “I can’t stay with you.”  She waited for his reaction, watching nervously for the inevitable hurt she was sure would twist his features.  He seemed to contemplate things for a moment as he stared down at the floor between them.  When he looked up, she thought he seemed disappointed and slightly worried.  It turned out that she was the one who was hurt.  Where was his pain?  Why was he not torn up by the fact that she was leaving him?  And for heaven’s sake, why wasn’t he pleading with her to reconsider?
     She watched his gaze wander slowly over her face.  When at last he peered into her eyes, she felt the typical guilt coupled with the love and affection.  After all, he was a great guy.  He was intelligent, polite when necessary, witty, down to earth, attractive… but he wasn’t perfect. 
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Literature
Distance
Distance makes a liar out of me
Cutting precious rainbow strings
If only we could walk the ocean
Maybe I could balance the scales
But I am flimsy
And sugar is too coarse
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Literature
The Artist
They call him the Artist.  After he's killed his victims he poses them.  He's already done "The Thinker," "The Discus Thrower," and "Lady Justice."  He is wanted by the FBI, who finds his twisted versions of "art" deplorable.  He thinks it's fun.  
His latest pursuer is a rookie cop, who doesn't know quite who he's following.  His flashlight reflects brightly on his patent leather cap.  He peeks nervously through the fog that sits heavily on the streets.  
The Artist will enjoy this one.  He begins to focus with a wicked grin.  Sweat trickles down his forehead in quiet rivulets.  His eyes shine black as he slows down time, and Big Ben reads 12:20.  He grips onto the newly created fire raging in his palm.  It pulls, wanting to seek the flesh it desires.  The fire is hungry.  This pleases the Artist.  
He leaps from behind the wall with a growling shout.  The cop drops his light in alarm and fumbles for his radio.  The Artist releases the fire with a small push.  The cop's screams mingle
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Literature
Fantasy
Jenna laughed as she rolled through the gritty sand.  Her soft auburn curls flopped in front of her eyes as she made her way towards the gentle waves.  Strong, tan arms scooped her out of the wet sand that sought to cling to her body.  Jenna giggled softly, her eyes wandering up to an angular jaw, soft, full lips, and sparkling green eyes.  Like the sea, she thought.  She smiled up at the gorgeous man whose arms she was in and ran her hands through his thick, blonde waves.  She could feel the heat from the sun radiating from his broad shoulders.  His vibrant green eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled down at Jenna.  She lifted a finger to trace those wrinkles she found so adorable, and he turned his head to kiss her fingertip gently with his pouty lips.  
The bell rang as Jenna abruptly snapped open her eyes and peeled her cheek off of her notebook.  Her friend smiled mischievousl
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Literature
Coats and Scarves
Why do we adorn our dead?  It is not that we believe we are providing our loved ones with supplies for the after-life.  Yet we lovingly drape flowered scarves around Grandma Mae's fragile neck and wrap a worn coat around that nameless, battered boy who was found in the bushes.  We don't even know if they want these things.  Maybe they're going to Hell and they'll be too hot.  But who can say?  Perhaps they appreciate the small offering.  I guess we do it to provide comfort.  But who are we really comforting?
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Literature
Stims
Give me stims
Revive my life
Lift me up
Awake all night
I'll watch the moon-set
Watch you wake
See the things
You'll never taste
'Cause you're so straight-edge
You'll be good
Muscles rusting
Smile like soot
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Lecta
Sarah
United States
Current Residence: New York City
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Shell of choice: A Seashell
Personal Quote: You can't take the sky from me!
Interests
I wanted to feel pretty today.

I spend all day around women who feel pretty, women who are happy, women who are surrounded by love.  (I work in a Bridal Store.)  I am not that.  I feel ugly, and I feel completely friendless, devoid of people to talk to.  And I mean, talk about the real stuff, not just idle chit-chat.  

Instead of letting it boil, I come here where no one reads my thoughts just to get them out of me.

...Leaving me feeling emptier than when I began. Cue the wistful smile.

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elshazam Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2009
Hello Sarah..Thank you for dropping by and thank u for the fav.Ifully appreciate it,cheers!:)
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asussman Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2009
here's the finished Elephant Tattoo. Hope you like! [link]
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Myrddyn Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2009  Professional General Artist
Thank You!
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Narien Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2007  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:O lecta pie! :pie:
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LunaMaras Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2007
Yay! New work! :D
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Lecta Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2007
haha yeah, it's been a while.
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GingerbreadxCoffin Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2006
thank you for the :+fav: on [link]
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Lecta Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2006
you're welcome, doll!
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Amedyr Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2006  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the +fav! :hug:

And happy (belated) birthday!!! :dance:
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Lecta Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2006
you're welcome... and you're almost in time for my 17th birthday :P
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