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Rondo Alla Turca Pt 2It's too hard to concentrate at work. All I can think about is my piano. My piano, my piano, my piano. And its damaged key. The D key. It's sticking out. I can't fix it myself, I already tried. Do I have enough money? How much does it even cost to fix a D that popped up? I check.Rondo Alla Turca Pt 2
I, of course, can afford it.
All I have to pay for is rent, food and the theft of gas. Maintenance comes along with the apartment. I'm the only mouth to feed, the only one to clothe. Of course I can afford to make my lovely piano feel better. He may not be a grand piano, or even a Yamaha, but he deserves every bit of my care, and
by ~Lady-Michiyobu
Rondo Alla Turca Pt 1I sit, serving my 5-9, 5 out of 7 days. And 8 out of 7 days, I wonder how I got here. It's not that I took the wrong path. It was the best path to take actually…if you had wanted to be what I am now. I took the incorrect path, and good things came. I made no mistakes, not letting emotions in my way, not letting money be an issue. I took a path many people take, and good things really did come, just not the kind of things I wanted.Rondo Alla Turca Pt 1
On a quiet day, I can close my eyes and move my fingers rapidly over the keys, pretending the keyboard is a gorgeous, black, Grand Yamaha. Every key rising back up as I take my finger off of it. A
by ~Lady-Michiyobu
Yukinoby ~Lady-Michiyobu
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Sis and MeMe and her together. Bright blue eyes, Next to my amber eyes. She's constantly there, Whether it's nagging me about my sloppiness, Or dancing the Chinese dance from the Nutcracker in our living room. We fight, And we laugh. We're sisters. We play Scrabble while having a picnic On sunny days on the deck in our back yard. We bake cookies around the holidays. We love each other, And we're at each others throats. I guess only siblings can have that kinda relationship She's Little Miss Sunshine Dancer, While I'm the poet and singer. She borrows mySis and Me
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- Current Residence: yes
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: what?
- Print preference: huh?
- Interests: Manga
- Favourite movie: 2001: A Space Odyssey
- Favourite band or musician: MIYAVI ＞ワ＜
- Favourite genre of music: Rock (and pop)
- Favourite artist: Takeshi Obata, Osamu Tezuka, Sakura Kinoshita, Koge Donbo and Alphonse Mucha
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allan Poe and Rick Riordan
- Favourite photographer: none
- Favourite style of art: manga (d-duh)
- Operating System: Windows
- MP3 player of choice: Sony Walkman
- Shell of choice: IDK
- Wallpaper of choice: Big...?
- Skin of choice: wazzat?
- Favourite game: none
- Favourite gaming platform: Wii(iiiii)
- Favourite cartoon character: Patrick From SpongeBob and I love Micchi from KCK, and Loki from MDLR and BlackJack
- Personal Quote: It's never too late to try, but it's always too early to give up.
- Tools of the Trade: Mechanical Pencil, Pen, Tablet and pink lead
- Email: michi.daidouji@gmail.com
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When I slam, I slam hard enough to knock the words out of your head, causing you to go up to that mic shaking, and not knowing what to do next. Beware the burning fire of my words.
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When I slam, I slam hard enough to knock the words out of your head, causing you to go up to that mic shaking, and not knowing what to do next. Beware the burning fire of my words.
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Disher: What if he has a knife?
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Disher: How about, "Mother of God, he has a knife!"
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