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Freestyle by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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Freestyle

Dark nights helped lead me down A tainted smile hid a broken frown Nothing made sense is it all for real? Where is this light I'm supposed to feel? Turned down and turned away Now alone and gone here I laid Focus on the future not the past Easier said cause I knew it wouldn't last But find me climbing on lifes ladders Skies cried rain that turned to bloodsplatters I found the way to make me work Shadows try but I don't let them lurk Look forward and never look back Keep on this road to keep on track Not my first time rounding this block Time ticks by as we sit and watch the clock People come and then people leave Never get any true time to grieve But here I stand along with the many Soldiers of fate who knew their last penny I've been up and I've been down Met those who wanted me to drown Met those who wanted me to win Now they see this is the best I've ever been Take this from me and I'll keep it real That hole you're in you gotta break its seal Pull yourself up and see the

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Forward, Warrior by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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Forward, Warrior

Gather the storms high Darken the skies to solemn grey I have walked this path long My blade dented and worn Who would know Should I cast it to the night Know the dangers ahead A future uncertain lay See the path before me Rugged and peril fraught Alone tis tread By one with only honour sought Armor worn and broken helm In this body a shattered soul Far from comfort of home Withered feathers adorn tattered wings Courage lay alone and dead I see you Odin I see your eye I know your ways Your wolves watch Your ravens tell the tale I travel this road Without direction Without knowledge of what is beyond Yet forward I go Shield dragged through

Free Fly by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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Free Fly

It was here. The call for war had been made. Nightfall came uneventfully. And atop the clocktower, now being overtaken by the dark of night, the gryphon sat perched on one of the highest ledges able to bear his weight in his true form. With blackened metal gleaming in the dim lights of the city below, he much resembled the gryphon statues of ancient times, watching what went on in the world below with a face devoid of expression save for the colours the cybernetic eyes shown with his mood: Orbital pieces of machinery with a large pupil that sat before a smaller one. Both of these used for his sight, and alternate sights such as the green and

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At The End Of The Road by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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At The End Of The Road

You held me when I was small You helped me to grow strong You gave me the best of toys You were fair when I did wrong We played together during the day I lay beside you as you slept You comforted me when I was scared I comforted you when you wept Work would end and you'd come home I would greet you with love A storm would frighten me with thunder You reassured me from the roars above You fed me the best of food Made sure I was comfy and warm I trusted you with all my heart This was the every day norm As I grew older and more fragile You ensured I was happy and OK You kept a close eye on me Even as my clock ticked away Then the day came

I. Cross by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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I. Cross

Behold the frost that caresses the skull much as a smile The life left in the wake of careless betrayal A wingless soul left to burn in the unholy pyre A clouded judgement, a slip of morale Returns with steel-clad vengeance to reap mortal woe The skeletal daemon but a shadow of former life Ice for eyes see none but seething hate A rusted revolver lifted in blackened rage and sorrow Night as dark as the corridors of the abysmal passages Do none to hide this souls repentance thirst Virtuous in life, turned to hell spawn in the hereafter Traveling arid deserts amoungst souls of the long forgotten The time is eighteen hundred and ninety six Judge

The Phantom Procession by TheRealNightspirit, literature

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The Phantom Procession

The path lain unused, unvisited by the weary feet of travelers for years upon years, and cut through the center of those hallowed grounds like a knife made of stone and cement. The sides of its narrow body now were furred in patches of green and brown moss, and its face decorated int he corpses of fallen, dried leaves from the withered oak and spruce that dotted the unkempt grassed land this said path stretched from one end to the other of. Birds chirped solemn songs as they crowded in the old branches, seeming to speak in an unknown language amidst each other about by gone days. Surrounding this walkway, were small, large, oddly shaped,

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About TheRealNightspirit

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Dec 13
United States
Deviant for 18 years
They / Them

My Bio

" The damned are we

Abused and beat,

We're left for dead

We raise our head

For we are strong,

And they are wrong

So scream with me, I do believe!

I need your help,

For I have knelt

Held fist at skies,

And cried out, why?

Your shoulder strength,

It gives me length

We lift ourselves,

Together meld

So take my hand,

And don't look back

And sing with me, let new life be,

Old life goodbye,

And now we die

For we are one

Forever young

And with this now we die"

- Machine Head "Now We Die"

Favourite Visual Artist

Many people from many places.

Favourite Movies

A.W.I.L, LadyHawk, Dog Soldiers, Dragonheart, The House On Haunted Hill, House of 1,000 Corpses, Mad Max, Mad Max Road Warrior, Mad Max Fury Road

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Audiomachine, Proofsound,Sabaton, Alestorm, Celldweller, Kamelot, Eluveitie, Suidakra, Disturbed, Rammstein, Amon Amarth, Korpiklaani, Machine Head, Lethal Injektion, Zeal & Ardor, Like A Storm

Favourite Games

Brink, Jak & Daxter series, Bioshock 1-3, Bloodborne, Crash Bandicoot, etc.

Favourite Gaming Platform

PS1, PS2, PS3, Wii, Super nintendo, Nintendo 64, PSP

Tools of the Trade

My mind.

Other Interests

Werewolves, Vampires, Dragons, Wildlife, Storytelling, World Building, Character Design

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TheRealNightspirit

Dec 14, 2019

Cleaning up. Leaving groups, changing the bio, unfriending, etc etc etc. I feel it's time my profile caught up with me.

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TheRealNightspirit

May 6, 2017

Chewed up, spat out, in nirvana, and here I stand.

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Pretty much what the title says. So much has changed over the past few years. Jobs, life status, friendship statuses, vehicles, family deaths... The proposal to my girlfriend, who is now my fiance. Having to put our 1 year old kitten Mojo down due to renal failure (RIP my little buddy.) The job is...A job. Looking into law enforcement. All remnants of who I was in the past, gone, forgotten, tossed, or even given to charity. So much more I could say, but I'll leave it at that.

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TheRealNightspirit

Jun 17, 2014

R.I.P. Mum.

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R.I.P. Anita Martin. My mum, my friend, one of the few true metalheads left out there. Taken from us just a few days ago... These next few weeks will be a true test of will....Do not expect to see me for a while. Thanks.