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Gone Days by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Gone Days

I don't know how to tell, You, seem to have found out, All we are is - this. Turning into, difference, Looking for something else, Never mind that - you may, be gone now. Sand and blood, Make up this sea, Didn't you know - that. I am gone now. Please don't sink, I'm in too deep, Living - on a last breath. It's all gone now. You let out a sigh, Though not of relief, Behind that door, Is but only - this. This is loneliness.

Tell them, we messed up. by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Tell them, we messed up.

She looked alright, coming from a dog-fight, not a god damn smile, fucking in denial, Breathing, breeding, children feeding, all she ever, knew was; How to make you bleed yourself Out, and about all the people, with their words, and their hearts, in their mouths, all begging to be let, out. of their cages, their selfish ways, and their soul conveys, not a single hint of sincerity. this is so messed up. He looked okay, from a distance any way, cracked a smart ass smile, fucking in denial. Can you say, stuck-up? Can you cry, fuck-up? all he ever knew was, falling down, driving in the heart and soul of the crowd, begging

8-Bit Wonderland by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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8-Bit Wonderland

There she goes, again, Wind blows through her, hair, Swept up to my, face, Her cherry blossoms, chase, The signals to my, brain, We're just besides some, train, Where's it go, again? There I go, again, Stuck inside my, brain, Thoughts run through my, head, There was something that I, said, But the ocean wet the, sky, Does that mean it can, cry, Where was I, again? There we go, again, Are we both, insane, Or just loving the, way, We both love the, rain, No care, no hate, no pain, Where do we go, again?

Lovers In Japan by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Lovers In Japan

Pillows of Sakura fill, The Tokyo streets, as, The Lovers feel the thrill, Of being lost in Japan, Lost in translation, perhaps, They need nothing, besides, Each other in societal collapse, And being lost in Japan. With hands held high, and, Hands held clasped, us, Lovers In Japan hold hands, Singing about being lost in Japan. Lost in Japan, And found, In our hands, We are Lovers In Japan.

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Flaming Crows by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Flaming Crows

I think the world is false. I think the truth is a lie. I think blood doesn't pulse. I think that eyes don't cry. I know that I am real. I know that my head aches. I know that it's hard to feel. I know your earth quakes. What I think and what I know, Couldn't possibly circumnavigate, The depths of reality on show. So it seems that I must allocate, A stone to all the flaming crows.

Drawing Days by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Drawing Days

All we are is but the butt of all jest, apathetic, Wrapped within our own contrived nest, pathetic, Singing hymns of better days to those lest, prophetic. Candlelight fixtures for each hallow hall of our, soul, Empty, bloody and empty are the lives of our, foals, Like a breathless midnight wanderers, grassy knoll. In our lonely pathetic state she extends a hand, with care, We send a fearful glance to her oceanic eyes, and stare, The breathless midnight wanderers sigh a breath, fresh air. Space may be the final frontier but this woman was, definitive, A flame to gasoline and dust in the wind this woman was, incendiary, In each and

Sweet Heart by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Sweet Heart

Oh! Her lingering scent is- Pretty. It lingers in his- Presence, to his delight. My! It was though she were- Reborn, by memories of her- Presence, earlier that night. God! They slipped under- Cover, like rolling thunder- Present, within his sight. I love you! He was heard to scream, But not all was at it had seemed, Alas! It was but a dream. My sweetheart... The man whispered- Longing, Lonely and in Love. And so he dreamt.

Idle Hands are Violent Things by BoonsTrenkins, literature

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Idle Hands are Violent Things

With your face covered in a crimson mask, How can you expect people to not question, Why you choose to wear it. With a slice of cake for those who attend, With all the bells and bliss and lovely bits, No one knows that you've been hit. Dirt in your eyes, Mouth full of lies, Gut holding knives, You don't survive. With your body covered in the ole' bag n' tag, How can you expect people to not question, Why you chose to wear it. With a slice of cake for those who mourn, With all the graves and tears and sad bits, No one knows why you never stopped it. Tears in their eyes, Mouth's full of goodbyes. Yet your knifey wifey, Still

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BoonsTrenkins

Sep 4, 2011

Return,Perhaps

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I haven't been on deviantART in a long time. I lost interest in the website and community in general and decided it was time to move on. However after receiving an email from a person by the name of Lloyd, I was persuaded to make a return. Lloyd's email to me made me realise my previous stint on this site was actually worth a damn. So here I am. A lot has happened since I last was here. I have been working as an Editor for video-gaming and pop-culture website, Capsule Computers. Look us up, if you are interested. I am still writing my novel, which I am making progress on however slowly. But it is important to me that I finish it, whether it

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BoonsTrenkins

May 14, 2010

A Lovely Recommendation

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Hey guys, I really feel the need to suggest to you all a deviant that you need to check out. All of you, my fans, should check out pagesixlover (https://www.deviantart.com/pagesixlover)! She is an amazing photographer and many of my works have been inspired by her, and her work. So if you want to witness the inspiration for my work, be sure to check out hers. In closing, I highly recommend you view her work, because put simply it is in my opinion amazing. :heart: On a side note, I am currently working on a new short story which you can all expect to see in the next month. :)

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May 8, 2010

Youth Week 2010 Writing Competition Winner

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So yes, I have came first place in the Campbelltown City 2010 Youth Week Short-Story Writing Competition. The theme was "Live it Now". My winning entry can be viewed here: http://boonstrenkins.deviantart.com/art/See-You-Space-Cowboy-163219467 The story tell the tale of a man drifting through space with nothing but the stars and his regret-filled thoughts the keep him company. The story is told through a first person perspective as told by the drifting astronaut. I hope you all enjoy it :)