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X-mas Eve 2000I was sick, sick and on my way to death. As I sit longing for the very moment, when I am pemitted to leave my self made prison, I feel my senses begin to numb The taste of pomegranite sealed in my tounge.X-mas Eve 2000
Ive watched the sun rise only to set and rise again and again Never changing focus Never changing direction.
The people around me seem to wake with the positioning of the sun. Others with the positioning of the moon.
Where do I fit in this madness? Rising and falling stopping and going It seems as if Im not moving at all
by ~Dhamma1
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by ~lesna
My GiftMy GiftMy Gift
My words are my weapons. My pen is my sword. My spechcraft alone Could fight off a horde. I mix words with skill To create a rhyme. I'm changing the world One verse at a time. I say what I think And I think what I feel. This gift that I have No one can steal. I can steal hearts And give them right back. My romantic words Serve well to distract. So I bid you good night; I bid you good day; I bid you goodbye; Now please, go away.
by ~GreywolfXV
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- Current Residence: texas
- Interests: art, poetry, Horsebackriding and head games
- Favourite movie: The Cell
- Favourite band or musician: Tool
- Favourite poet or writer: Poe
- Favourite gaming platform: The bed
- Personal Quote: It wont give up, it wants me dead. God Damn this noise inside my head.
- Email: bjernigan@mail.com
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and thank you so much for the favs i realy presuate this!!
Welcome to DA!
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Said the Scarecrow swingin' on a pole to a black bird sittin' on a fence, "Oh the Lord gave me a soul but forgot to give me common sense."
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i sneak up and hit you like a fuckin' tornado
you ain't no operator so who the fuck are you then?
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