Ceru's stuff? (Includes Graphics, Poems, and Covers, oh my)

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This little piece represents a new chapter in my life. I have ripped into the dark place of myself and try and find something underneath. I found a better/healthier person. =) Also, @Diana is it ok if this is my new staffie picture? 8}
 
why yes, yes it is! 8D
 
I want to this happy feeling
Doing this is my deepest love
If you catch my meaning
You and me in between the layers of cloud and stars
Finding out how passionate we really are
So much engine torque
I can see smoke coming off of your body
We pushed and pulled in a way that never intends to grow old
Because now we know
Even being rough and playful works
If we just go slow
 
You are worth MY weight in gold
I want to hold you
Until I feel as crushed as I did at first
When we met
I grew to believe we made a limited edition set
In my heart you rent a place that I would dare let you have
If you prove to not break it too much
Make yourself at home
It's not too dark inside
You may be small but you fit in my life perfectly
 
I choose to invest in myself
Knowing I will pay out dividends
To make Warren Buffet blush
The fruits of my labor will be sweet and filling
Bring me a cart so I can fill it with my future successes and my fulfilled dreams
Swoon with me and bask in the greatness that is shared with those that helped get me here
Come on over
The pool is open and the water fine
Who was there is what matters this time
 
I want to rock the microphone
To make people feel more than what they bargained for on a friday night
Grab their attention by the horns
And tame them until they lay in the palms of my two hands
Rock them into a deep sleep of melody and rhythm
Make them miss me when they wake
For that piece of me they borrowed was special

It was my heart

And it was beating
 
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You are the greatest thing New York has even imported,
A most worthy person to be allowed to just a border,
To decieve me,
And sneaky in behind during a meal,
To kiss me like we were filming to win an oscar,
I will let this one slide,
Because you love me,
and I love you,
My little sugarcube.
 
My favorite sense when you are near is touch,
When we speak it becomes hearing,
In my dreams it becomes taste,
My dreams,
Oh yes you dwell there sometimes,
Dancing around throwing glitter on everythingl
Making it thrust up with new life,
The lesson I choose to take,
Is that you are my glitter,
You thrust life into me,
 
Your words are so outdated,
I can see the dust coming off your breath,
You shouldn't believe that the outcome would ever be what you wanted,
Not these days,
It's ludacris,
You have been gone a long time from this section of life,
The rules have changes,
You can't use your methods,
They died even before your marriage did,
 
It was a wet weekend,
Close friends and closer friends gathered,
To make a memory from the evening to the proceeding days,
The time was injected with enhanced feelings and jacked up experiences,
I cherish it,
And I always will,
Thank you for being there,
Space that only you could fill,
 
Where have you gone?
I look between the drapes,
knowing it has been so long,
My fingers tremble,
Wondering how far away you breathe,
It is heart stopping,
Tears fall before them all,
Its been weeks,
Since you have been into my body,
Though never leaving my mind,

Come home,

I miss you
 
I wanted to be different,
In a good way,
To be at the forefront of some topic,
that people talk about,
where my name can come up,
as someone,
who someone can strive to be,
But it being different isn't something you try to be,
You just are,
But this doesn't satisfy me,
So I burst through walls to try and find something worth keeping in my back pocket,
And I push against the universe until it gives me what I want,
Or until it pushes back,
It weighs more,
For now,
If I keep ringing the start bell,
It is only a matter of time until I knock some sence into it,
Or clean its clock and it lets me know when it is time to raise my arm in victory
 
This is my first attempt at recording anything fully revolving around music. It is my first step, I think, to moving forward. Singing was and still is a dream I have had since I was a kid (for those who did not know). The backing track was not created by me. Just the vocals. I hope you enjoy it!

 
You Dropped down but still couldn't save me
Can't you see this is what they gave me
In two days you will be gone
and I know that its wrong
but I was dead before you walked in

The blood is in your palms but not on your hands
It was my choice
This is not about friendship or romance
It was my choice

Because I hurt you bad
This time it will be the last
No more no more no more
I entreat you to my brand of vigilante justice
Must this be the cost of this?
Yes.

So I have taken my life into my hands
and I intentionally dropped it.
Your teary eyes will dry and not have to be hurt anymore
I just....
Wish I would've said goodbye
 
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Hey guys! This is my second cover! This time I am playing the instrument, along with vocalizing and things. Enjoy!

 
It looks so warm out there
Stepping out into the sunshine, I moved
I slipped and fell in love, with you

Taken with a grain of sugar
Our times together can't all be drawn on my window pange
So I resolve to draw them in the wet cement we lay to build our own world
It wont crack unless until we decide to break it down
But I intentionally refuse to go to the hardware store for such nonsense

You roll out the carpet and I'll paint the walls
What we can do will surpass them all
No time to wait
We must take our place as life of the court

High atop our thrones
She is most beautifully put together thing I seen
Most certainly, the king will kiss his queen

The bell of the ball can dance
And I will follow the best I can
Even if my finger is what I am able to latch onto her rocket
For it shall come, I just need to make sure we both make it into the driver seats

Blast off
Take the stars
Hold my hand for I have never been to space but do intend to stay with you
As the two Lovernauts drift and bounce off meteors
I won't rush the cosmic delivery of a happy ending
But I just may turn the lights down
 
Been a while since I posted anything so here it is.

This is what I have been working on lately.

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[BCOLOR=#ffffff]I wish that the secret to a great relationship,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Was saying I love you every time something goes wrong,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]I constantly throw myself into the wall of expectations,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]That we have built,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Together,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Of what we want from this alliance of hearts,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Trade routes of kind words and warm cuddles established between ourselves,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]All of your caravans are greeted with as much love as I can give and don't even need a secret password,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]I can see that it seems that the caravans I send back aren't as big or as numerous,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]And I know you have noticed that too,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Which might be why they seem to be more and more confused when they pass each other,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]I already wrestle with myself in an effort to try and send what I can,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Trying to keep the prince you seek the champion of my mind,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]As much as I want to keep it from you,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]He doesn't always win,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]And to expect him to isn't going to make it happen,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]It only makes him feel the weight of how much goes into running this,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Economy of love,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Where the place he resides seems to be losing value around from his own opinions and from what he hears,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]From the caravans,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Murmurs of his home not being what it used to be,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]It shakes an already shifting base of self-confidance that he would honestly trade in for those caravans to go home happy,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Unfortunately,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]He will lose sometimes,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Whether he is thrown from the office,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Or if the Prince's caravan end up being stalled or even destroyed from the aweful things out in the wasteland,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]He still fights to get back into power,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Throwing himself into the wall,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]But he has to be careful,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Because while he notices the brusing,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]And the fractured bones,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]The wall can still crush him in an instant,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Doesn't stop him from chiseling,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]But like his distant princess,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]The body grows tired sometimes,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]And the losses hold him down as well,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Now the murmurs rumble of the princess being in trouble,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]But the broke prince whimpers and tries to crawl,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]In any sort of effort to aid,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]And give whatever he has,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]As always,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]But he hears the sound of another fight,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]He is scared of losing again and what that would mean,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]Or if his attempts at sending something worthwhile are inadequate...again,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]While he will never be perfect,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]If what he can do isn't good enough,[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#ffffff]He and what's left of him will crumble.[/BCOLOR]