HermitAssasin

the Solitary Killer

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Rocky Road by HermitAssasin, literature

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Rocky Road

Quiting the course denied, Always wanted to be alive, All else seemed clear, When it felt dear. Dead fears revived those faults, Seeping through the creeping shadow, Codepenence, The only norm. When traumitized by lies, When ill actions killed good plans, When meeting them, Meant leaving them. It's always been stupid. Believing the life's story won, Best picture sure, Worse Tragedy. Only hope it isn't too late. Got nothing else to really do.

Heist the World by HermitAssasin, literature

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Heist the World

Letting out the beast, Pulling off the heist, all to know what's best, So the heart's not iced. Lovingly conflicted, So stagnant lately, Hopelessly addicted, Overiding innately. Bringing opposites together, Both random and organized, As adaptable as a feather, The truth's never realized. Loving the ill world, Unable to truly abide, Living spiral furled, Unknown to our pride. Pride's the downfall many, Never to be faced alone, Stop feeling old at twenty, Learn what's most unknown.

Apocolypse by HermitAssasin, literature

Moving Day by HermitAssasin, literature

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Moving Day

Too much baggage on claim, Too many things hurting my brain, Too much worry about everything, Too much worrying about nothing. A new day, A new destiny. A new density, A new destination. Want to run away, Want to keep on working harder, But not get too stressed out, Like the pill-ridden father. No heart attacks for me, No Expectations just to be, Who I want to be is me, To be one who can see. Just the nature of the good, To do all that I could, And not just what one should, Shouldn't have to get all crazy, That my life becomes too hazy. Just not up to living a lie, Rather be true then wasting time, Hiding, waiting, hindering today, With

Mistaken Love by HermitAssasin, literature

Ode to the Zeroes by HermitAssasin, literature

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Ode to the Zeroes

Indisposable answers, Cannot just be heard, Must destroy the cancers, To handle the absurd. The Don’ts must get out, Enemies from the mind. Your brothers fear and doubt, Shall no longer try to bind. Risks denied by you, The will to do and learn, Stiffled by this narrow view, Time to stop the churn. Nothing mental about it, There was nothing wrong, Never was the most unfit, Was meant to love and belong. The phoenix rises high, The will surpassed the ashes, Never caring for how or why, Braving all the crashes. The gods don’t want heroes, Not ones who save the day, They yearn for those zeroes, Who always want to find the way. N

Isolated Week by HermitAssasin, literature

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Isolated Week

Trapped in a bubble,  Of personal design.  Time to let loose,  Weeks to decide. Rejection ails all,  A dark necessity.  To follow dreams,  A light absurdity. The grayness,  The Greatness,  Muddles all understanding. Toying with complexities,  Whist basking in simplicities.  Is it worth it? Realists bring the bacon,  Dreamers riding coach.  One has a map,  The other a compass.  No need to be extreme.  Superiority’s a moronic illusion. Don’t care for the world,  Don’t care for the self. Just want to know,  If it’s

Great Teacher (Ode to Athena) by HermitAssasin, literature

Natural Tangents by HermitAssasin, literature

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Natural Tangents

Logs used as step ladders,  Forests are a natural wonder,  Simple tech, with simple means,  Unfortunate to plunder. Like pirates searching for the mark,  Always hoping for that treasure trove,  It ruined the amazon and atmosphere.  While better resources laid across the cove. Plenty of people innovating,  To make the world a better place,  Not saying we’re all garbage,  But some are ignoring this disgrace. Nature brought us many tools,  Many ideas and many contentments,  The abuse of such basic freedoms,  Are fairly poor investments. Is this too late to rant abo

Early Chills by HermitAssasin, literature

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Early Chills

November brings an early chill, A prelude of holiday sleet, The Buffalo are snowed in still, Dreams and fears were bound to meet. Family's huddle towards the glow, Children hope to mold the snow. Dissatisfied with shoddy flakes Forced to shovel till the back aches. Wonder to be taken away, Snow angels rarely appear, Soon there will be a day, Where none lay around the sphere. Doomed with it, Doomed without it, Winter shall soon be grieved, Either way everyone's peeved. The magic is still a sight so rare, Why worry if roads are hazardous, Practicing acts to not even care, Is even more dangerous. Sure the winds will blow, So just go with th

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Rocky Road by HermitAssasin, literature

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Heist the World by HermitAssasin, literature

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Apocolypse by HermitAssasin, literature

Moving Day by HermitAssasin, literature

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Moving Day

Mistaken Love by HermitAssasin, literature

Ode to the Zeroes by HermitAssasin, literature

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Ode to the Zeroes

Isolated Week by HermitAssasin, literature

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Isolated Week

Great Teacher (Ode to Athena) by HermitAssasin, literature

Natural Tangents by HermitAssasin, literature

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Natural Tangents

Early Chills by HermitAssasin, literature

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Early Chills

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July 16, 1993
United States
Deviant for 15 years
www.last.fm/user/ScarletAssassin
He / Him

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Delicious Cake: My, that's a delicious cake (1)

My Bio

I guess to start things off, I have asperger's syndrome, a form of autism that hinder's my interactions with society in general. Other then that my dream is to hopefully become a freelance writer and poet, and while I have yet to go to college or university to better refine my talents, I hope to eventually become good enough that my work reaches out for all sorts of people out there. While I doubt I have any talent, and my work is still only done by impulses rather then me actually working on them, I hope that while I am still here on DeviantArt, I will not only meet great people, but hopefully befriend and let their experiences help better improve my own. Feel free to note and comment me anytime you want.

Favourite genre of music: Anything that doesn't suck
Favourite photographer: any
Favourite style of art: Modernism, anime, Classical, anchient, abstract, independent
MP3 player of choice: I pod touch
Shell of choice: Interdimensional Demi-god
Favourite cartoon character: So many to choose from
Personal Quote: No matter how bad the past the future is better

Favourite Visual Artist

Anyone that provides the good stuff

Favourite Movies

Anything that doesn't suck

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Supertramp, Beatles, The Dodos, Bee Gees, Iron Maiden, Nirvana, Yes

Favourite Writers

Same as Artist

Favourite Games

Fallout 3, God of war, metal gear, the list goes on

Favourite Gaming Platform

Shooter, RPG, Sports, Again it goes on

Tools of the Trade

Bass Guitar and whip (blame Casltevania)

Other Interests

Gaming, Writing, Reading, Manga, anime, comics, history, mathematics

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HermitAssasin

Aug 24, 2019

https://youtu.be/g42RH-uJW-8 to a friend i will never see again.

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HermitAssasin

Mar 23, 2019

Too long to say hello and goodbye

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It's been a while... senses have been all over the place, focused on life, growing up, trauma and moving away from what I once felt was a big part of my childlike love of art and life. I remember when I used to come to this site so often, just writing poems, using old art program on old pc to make abstract pieces, chatting with good friends and even meeting interesting people and making good memes along the way. But sadly, all things end, and I hate that I left this place all those years ago, gave up on my dreams, and even failed to make connections last the moments I was on this marvelous, if now even somewhat perverse place that made place

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HermitAssasin

Apr 1, 2017

To all the people who remember me.... I sorry i haven't been on much... I'll be honest I have given up on writing and stuff... and I have been on hietus even after all the moving and how this all started out.... I am sorry... for not coming on or bei...