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Alone I am (n)one (Build up the Part) by Zanerus, literature

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Alone I am (n)one (Build up the Part)

Alone I am but one, Let me be free to admit, That it takes two to commit. The stones in my walls get chipped, And some days I'm just ready to fall over, For no reason at all but the dreams in my head, Stand with me and dance, Is but a motto that I say constantly, If only to get me to rise and dance myself. Some days no one wants, To be the hero we all need, And so we stay in silence and dismay. Sometimes we all just, Get so mad at our lot, We throw the cards and scream out loud. Maybe its the changing times, Maybe its the sea and flow of it all, OR maybe we are not stone but sand. Building into me, As you stick to my soil, To ebb away w

I can be (Step to our dance) by Zanerus, literature

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I can be (Step to our dance)

I can be ice, Sugar and filled with nice, Or stuck on the floor by the my vice. I can be light, Built up in the night, Or I can flee from every fight. Maybe I'll be a charmer, Or I'll be the disalamer, A million faces and a million modes. And guess what? Its alright to be this way, As we all can be a million ways. Dance to the beat, Set by your own feet, As the stars fly past so sweet. You can be fury, You can be painted in worry, Even add in a coat of weary to your wares. You face will change, With the chimes of hours passin, And so will mine to the steps tappin. You can change in this scene, And you can be the mask or a million more

Our Call by Zanerus, literature

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Our Call

Smile wider, With earnest touching the lips, And hope lighting each feature anew. Stand taller, Before we all can fall, Knees have to buckle from it all, Sing louder, Scream out the hymns of our numbers, Where we sing the power we surround. This is our credo, Stand taller and sing all the more, For the shadows nor the wall will make us tumble. Sing it out, Sing out your call, Sing out the call of our age. Stand all that tall, And smile that much wider, We are here to live and to fight. Smile that much wider, Knowing you won't stop, Till the stars are in your eyes.

Toxic heart by Zanerus, literature

What is love by Zanerus, literature

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What is love

What is love, With the guarded hand, Holding over your heart and words. I say open up, Cut the line, And break down your wall. With your floodgates gone, Wash me up with all your raw emotion. Sure the water's hot and I'll burn but baby, Burn me, Rob my heart blind, And take my logic right from me. Cause I wanna see, The world through your eyes, And I wanna be floating on the sea of your heart.

There is honesty by Zanerus, literature

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There is honesty

There is honesty in the pen, For the man who wears the mask will sing, His cue is but a part to play with no chains to the face. But there is honesty in the mouth, For emotion holds a heated tip, stabbed deep in the heart where words burst forth. My flowers and his prose, Shape a world of wonder and majesty, Truth is lost to the pen of the poet who cannot face himself. The man so tied in his own webs, Lost from the light of the mask's embrace, Truth is lost to the mouth of the man with no guard. Both hidden from the judge, As clouds form in the poet's sky, till there is no light and only truth. But there is honesty, In the darkest dark,

Hymn of a low level hell by Zanerus, literature

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Hymn of a low level hell

The knife of pity burns, As the flesh turns charred, Infected is the virus, lasting is the taint. How it holds me, Wrapped in arms of worry, Crying in my mind without a tear. The blades stab deep, Draining energy and patience, When the hymn is only level four. Our song of madness, Screams out in pain, Till there is no sound. Stand is what we do, Stand till the stone cracks, And the weight of the world is gone. My walls are cracked, But we are standing, As the blades dive deeper. Victim and a tool, Useless and worthless, Just a dollar sign attached to a name. Stand up all the more. Rise up again and again, And never give in the core of

Arm me for the inner war by Zanerus, literature

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Arm me for the inner war

I'd shout for you, To free me from the dark, But to your light I'd be enslaved. The light you shine, I hunger on in every page, I hunger and thirst for it in every word. Free me, From the haze, That locks my mind and words. But if you free me, Your light will be all that keeps away, The shadows that creep into my deepest soul. To your need I'd dance, We both know this to be true, As your strength I'd need and lean upon. Instead though I hunger, Ignore the light that gleams, Blinding my eyes and breaking down my soul. Arm myself, From the fight within, Till the day this haze leaves me. What war is there, That ties me down and makes me r

Paint it by Zanerus, literature

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Paint it

Paint the world anew with your scarlet letters, As the days pass and cities fill with feathers. When the angels come a callin, Paint the city before you go fallin. Paint the rear view mirror, To a scene that is somehow nearer. Gone into the sun, We'll make this scene fun, As the battery dies and the mind dries, You better go give up on lies. Paint this life anew, Scream it like you're due. The caged voice breaks With words that each sound ache, Trembling with fear and worry's course. Shatter all the walls with echoed force. Paint it all, Before we spin and fall.

Why do I lie onstage? (To be a Adult) by Zanerus, literature

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Why do I lie onstage? (To be a Adult)

Being an adult is complicated, Finding happiness is hard, And understanding others and ourselves is almost impossible. Am i on the edge , Or just sitting in the dark again, Reads the scene in the silent movie screen. The feelings we hold, Are but strings that dance on our stage, And know all my love for you is not farce. But my act is masked by restraint, And in dishonesty for the child deep in me, who only feels simply. Why oh why, We ask again, why oh why, can't I find my friend. Why oh why did she go away. Why oh why did I fade away. Hate me, Love me, why oh why, am I so deranged? In the end we all say, why oh why, Am I so inane?

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Alone I am (n)one (Build up the Part) by Zanerus, literature

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Alone I am (n)one (Build up the Part)

I can be (Step to our dance) by Zanerus, literature

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I can be (Step to our dance)

Our Call by Zanerus, literature

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Our Call

Toxic heart by Zanerus, literature

What is love by Zanerus, literature

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What is love

There is honesty by Zanerus, literature

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There is honesty

Hymn of a low level hell by Zanerus, literature

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Hymn of a low level hell

Arm me for the inner war by Zanerus, literature

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Arm me for the inner war

Paint it by Zanerus, literature

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Paint it

Why do I lie onstage? (To be a Adult) by Zanerus, literature

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Why do I lie onstage? (To be a Adult)

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He is I by Zanerus, literature

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He is I

Resting in the shadow, Is a man without a face that is know, And in his grasp is the dream I most cherish. My pen gives him form, As the mask on his face covered, The eyes that I so desire to see and make weep. Yet the armor, That rests on his shoulders, Brings such oddities to my mind. The darkness and the light, Reflected in the mix match of his clothes, As tightly he holds the artifact that I most hunger. Once more my words dance around, The shadowed man's form as he laughs, And sings the songs that I present to the wind. Tighter his grip grows, On the one thing that I hold, To be the dearest of treasures. Deeply his gloved hand, Hol

He is I

Zanerus

About Zanerus

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

May 6
United States
Deviant for 14 years
He / Him

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PS: I don't go through everyone's gallery but if you ever want feedback on a piece don't be scared to send me a link of the piece you want some feedback on. I'll try my best to be helpful.

Wonderful picture by LukaTheRed

Hello I am Zanerus a strange writer and a jack of all trades. I'm slowly expanding onto many art sites and form of art. You can find my written work here as well as find journals on whats going on.

Recently started doing music which is found here :soundcloud.com/zanerus It is all digital composition but not bad work at all. Zane the insane is also DJKitten.

Have a great day and keep dancing.

Commission info

Pricing:Stories
All prices are in USD (United States dollars) format
Base price: $5 for 2000 word and two main characters
Additional 500 word: $3 dollars for the first and then 2$ afterwards until 4k words.

Story required info
Required information needed
Setting: Where the story takes place
Plot: What will happen
Time period: When will it happen
Point of view: This is how the story is written, First: ( I / Me ) Second:( You / Your ) Third:( He / Her ) Also please list whose.
Leading Character: Who is the one we are seeing the story from?
Character info: Name, age, gender, height, weight, personality, and such
Extra: Any unfitting detail in those categories such as if the stories world has a fictional religion and so on.

Favourite genre of music: Alt rock, soft rock,tencho, Big band, swing, jive, jitterbug
Favourite photographer: My younger brother
Favourite style of art: Colored pictures
Operating System: Vista/XP/7
MP3 player of choice: Na
Shell of choice: Na
Wallpaper of choice: Whatever I feel.
Skin of choice: My own
Personal Quote: "I'm so strange I'm deranged"

Favourite Visual Artist

All art is good

Favourite Movies

Fluke,Lion King, Robin hood, Straight Jacket, Dr. Horrible Sing along blog

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Skillet,Three Doors Down, Three Days Grace, Nickleback,Jive aces, Atomic fireballs, countless more

Favourite Writers

Robert Frost,Edger Alle Poe, Erin Hunter

Favourite Games

Okami,Legend of Mana, Final fantasy tatics

Favourite Gaming Platform

Ps2,Ps1,N64,Game cube

Tools of the Trade

Poetry,Stories,

Other Interests

Religion,Faith,Humanity,Empowerment,Hope,Arts,Dance,Thoughts,Emotion,Love,Change,Sexuality,

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Zanerus

Jan 20, 2014

life death and moving on.

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On January 7th my grand mother passed away suddenly. As told by the nurse with her, she was livley and talkitive before falling off her chair and passing on. The friday before i had just moved out, and it hit the family hard hearing of her passing. We are still working on getting everything in order.

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Zanerus

Apr 7, 2013

Life's no Game of Dice

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The title while hinting to a great quote was really just something that came to mind, and now that I have grabbed your attention I have come to a decision, which telling the people who will read this individually would be long winded. I'm going to take charge of my life and look into therapy, which I've already started, on how to better manage and handle stress. My life and where I want it is going to be hectic, so I need have a better grip on stress and how to let it go. So for this reason I've decided to look into this.

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Mar 3, 2013

When asked where I saw myself five years ago I was

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The title says it all but is honestly true in a multitude of ways. Compared to high school, I'm physically, emotionally, financially, sexually and spiritually in a very different place then I expected to be. And I can't complain, though I'm not used to having responsibility. This year has been strange is the only real word I can think to use. But I'm getting what I wanted and needed in my life slowly and am highly thankful for that, as well as being a part of some amazing changes in my local community. Part of me expects something bad to happen, but to be honest, while finding jobs is a pain now a days, I now know I'm not alone and have bac

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Heya.

Hey Zane, it's Ssx. Been wanting to talk with you and the other peeps from TREZ for some time now. Can we meet at chatango sometime? Just tell me when.

Cheers!