CJDeguevara

CJ Deguevara

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Imagination by CJDeguevara, literature

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Imagination

Imagination is a curse, imagination is a blessing, those that have it fear it, those that don't want it. people want your imagination, they want to taste your thoughts, they want the pleasure of your vision, yet this does not make it a curse. Imagination is a curse, when you imagine your love departing, when you imagine the worst that could happen, then your imagination is a curse. Imagination is a blessing, when you imagine the perfect world, when your imagination entertains, then your imagination is a blessing. Imagination is a curse, when you imagine all that can go wrong, when you imagine death, infidelity,

When you think of giving up by CJDeguevara, literature

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When you think of giving up

When you think of giving up, change the way you think, when you think you lost it all, get back in the ring and win it back, when you feel you lost the fight, go ahead and give it all you got. When you think of giving up, change the way you think, don't keep your ship at port, giving up is not your last resort, pull up your sails as a retort, sail back out and find your treasure. When you think of giving up, change the way you think, move aside your deadly thoughts, push aside the steely dagger, never let it pierce your heart, fight it off and rise to glory.

Dream Big by CJDeguevara, literature

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Dream Big

There comes a time when the heart is so beaten, a time when the spirit begins to weaken, when you just want to forget all your dreams, a morbid moment when you set yourself limits, you tell yourself that this is the best you can do, it is the time when you must dust yourself off, look at yourself in the mirror and judge yourself, claim that you are unreasonable in your choice, remember that men and women with determination, with dreams that everyone said would never be real, prove everyone wrong time and time again, from the wright brothers who harnessed flight, they prove that they were right, Edison who brought you l

Do you want me here beside you by CJDeguevara, literature

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Do you want me here beside you

Do you want me here beside you ? do you want me deep inside you? will you take me to a place within you? Will you let me be a part of you? Is this the end or the beginning? is it getting brighter or just dimming ? Do you want me here beside you? or do you want me far away? do you want me here to lay? I am lost and do not understand you, I want to lay here just with you, but do you want me here beside you? or do you want me far away? I wish you want me here beside you, How do I know you want me here beside you? How do I know you want me deep inside you? You can say a thousand things and mean none at all, you may ca

The abyss of my mind by CJDeguevara, literature

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The abyss of my mind

Deep within the abyss I am falling, in a wide and open crevice I am crawling, the furious touch of the pain in my mind, I try to numb it with physical pain, I try to relieve myself of ball and chain, yet all I seem to feel is mace in my mind's face, I try to run and hide within the abyss, yet the strangling still continues, I cannot seem to rid myself of pain, it will not leave as quickly as it came, it destroys my every happiness, it comes through the night and day, it crushes on my very skull, yet I cannot feel it like a knife upon my skin, they tell me I am different and insane, yet I know I'm truly very plain,

Empty Place by CJDeguevara, literature

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Empty Place

There is an empty place within my heart, when your smile turns into frown, I seem to lose my very crown, Life seems to choke me and I drown, for what is a king without his queen, The pain deep within that makes me question, are you better off without me ? I wish I could explain in mortal words, the strangled feeling in my throat, yet it seems I just cannot, I love thee with all my heart, yet sometimes I know not how to start, I want you with me for fear I'll lose you, yet I fail to make you happy and accuse you.

I will stand by you by CJDeguevara, literature

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I will stand by you

There are a thousand ways to say I love you, yet there is only one that speaks the truth, it is not the silence or forbidden fruit, no matter what I shall stand beside you, I will hold you till the end of time, there will be ups and there will be downs, there will be a thousand smiles and as many frowns, I am certainly far from perfect and for this I have no explanation, to the arguments when I look deep within I find no retaliation, I whisper deafeningly into your mind, Blasted wretch this life may be, I wish I was better for thee, I cannot clearly explain, the beast inside I wish was tame, yet only I; I have t

There is an opacity to life by CJDeguevara, literature

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There is an opacity to life

Shards of the mirrors in my skin, my body faint and weak, it teases me to sleep, to the greatest terror life akin, In every shard I see my face, as I wish I could replace, life has a certain opacity, As I taste the bitter taste of clarity, the shards dig deeper to my bone, as they do I tend to groan, my vision blurs as the glass tears, that last forgotten misery, No matter where I look, all I see is all that life has took, yet as she walked into my life, she seemed to weaken pain and strife, no longer warring with myself, she slowly pulls the shards away, but some will stay till my dying day, yet they say

The hustle and bustle by CJDeguevara, literature

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The hustle and bustle

The hustle and bustle of it all, time flies by so rapidly, it is as if there is no reality, a swirling whirlwind of illusion, life itself becomes delusion, so many things to do, and so many to undo, the only eraser of the past, is being twice as fast, you must climb the rungs you fell, and on the past you cannot dwell, lest you wish to face the gates of hell. The hustle and bustle of it all, you rush from place to place, as you greet strangers face to face, you roll yourself in moments, lost in battles with opponents, dreams drive you to ambition, disappointment breeds attrition, you sometimes wish to leave

Jake Pistolshot - First try by CJDeguevara, literature

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Jake Pistolshot - First try

It's a strange world you see; a world where happiness and misery both reside, it was the same for Jake Pistolshot. He was on trial with himself for all his mistakes, finally life had struck him in a most peculiar way, he had lived in the fast lane most of his life but not anymore. It seemed that from that day all was to change, he had a strong will about himself, he could not understand what changed his reasoning. Not sure if it was the court case, the car crash, the heart break, the guilt, the overdose, or the dreams he once had as a child but something had changed him over night maybe a touch from the gods. Jake was thirt

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Imagination by CJDeguevara, literature

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When you think of giving up by CJDeguevara, literature

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When you think of giving up

Dream Big by CJDeguevara, literature

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Dream Big

Do you want me here beside you by CJDeguevara, literature

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Do you want me here beside you

The abyss of my mind by CJDeguevara, literature

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The abyss of my mind

Empty Place by CJDeguevara, literature

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Empty Place

I will stand by you by CJDeguevara, literature

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I will stand by you

There is an opacity to life by CJDeguevara, literature

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There is an opacity to life

The hustle and bustle by CJDeguevara, literature

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The hustle and bustle

Jake Pistolshot - First try by CJDeguevara, literature

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Jake Pistolshot - First try

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Thousand Shards of Madness by TheWorldIsTooSmall, literature

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Thousand Shards of Madness

There is no running now In a world that is full of mirrors In a room where she is never alone, staring at versions of herself that reflect nothing but insecurities. Reflections of the promise of something shiny and new. How quaint, a thousand versions of the same beautiful lie. A promise of something better, whispered in her ear, but only if she knows how to break free. But wouldn't break refer to the same old routine of things done lives past? She could break all the mirrors. Breaking them would force the lie to escape, it would allow it to roam free - whispers floating in her ears. Taunting, teasing, promising that the grass is most de

Lacuna - Revised by Penessence, literature

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Lacuna - Revised

My rib-wrapped clock is chewing out its gears, And reddens by each dark and heaving tick, Quick seconds slipping; choking into years- Though I in error, who drew the hammer, To make my precious timepiece sick- And dull as want of summer. Now may I make a wish when every night; I am hanging lower from the boughs of sleep? Cast down with the bringer of light, And begging beasts; to daily draw the breath, To chambers still and arteries deep- That closed up in your death. But at what waxing price and secret cost, To watch new flashes fleeting on your face? Perhaps it is time I dragged close the loss, And clutched it tight against

rainbows of grey by webleedrainbows, literature

When Imagination gets 2 much 2 by smallmollz18, literature

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When Imagination gets 2 much 2

'I was not talking to myself. I was talking to my friends, you know that', Ana said stiffly, her eyes dark with anger. 'Ana, sweetheart, there's no one here-' 'That's what you think!' Ana slammed the door in her mother's face. She sat down on her bed, taking a pencil from her desk and bending it unconsciously. She didn't realise she was doing it until the pencil snapped with a noise like a gunshot in the silent room. She dropped the jagged wood on the floor and picked up a piece of paper. She picked up a black pencil, and started drawing randomly on the page. A demon-like face emerged from her scribbles, with wide, mad eyes. It scared Ana,

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CJDeguevara

Feb 12, 2010

Ah Writing Again :)

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It has been a while since I actually sat and wrote some new work haven't had time or more specifically have not made the time. Thanks to DA and reading so many good works I got inspired to write some new work even though I have tons of old work I want to post online. Quite happy with my Prosetry - Check it out you may like it 0 if you have any tips to improve it please tell me. It is with your help I can write better.

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CJDeguevara

Feb 10, 2010

Good news today

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Might have a TV show :) Happiness fingers crossed hope it comes through. Hard work this month but they oh well if it pays off I'm just as happy.

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CJDeguevara

Feb 8, 2010

Working on new material

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Most of my work so far has been old work today I'm working on something for my precious girlfriend, target is to have each verse start with the letters of her name, done a few similar things to it but this wont be easy long name, lol oh well. Also working on a clients website, and working on my own website busy times.