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Last Updated: 12/9/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 19
Sign: Cancer

City: Calimsas town-pcpville
State: Georgia
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/14/2006

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November 29, 2009 - Sunday 
Deep inside my mind
There's a voice
Not of human kind
Not by choice
Ravage the thoughts of the innocent
Haunt newborn infants to the grave
Bring us our due armaggeddon
Send our sick people to the grave
The ignorant know not the taste of death
But only greed and narcissistic ways
The dead see nothing,feel nothing
Sadism fails you in a clever way
So now the lights fall on our city
Burning out the damned
Small fingers clasp my hand at night
Poor babies die with bleeding hands
Free us from our blood lust
And spare none
But dont forget you're kind
You'll never see my mercy
I am a god beyond your logic
A god of pestilence and decay
You will feel my soothing embrace
You'll never know you're writhing pain
November 5, 2009 - Thursday 
Stupid fucking child...



Fall asleep slowly
Drift back into the night
The sky is filled with stars
Disappearing as if in flight

Fade away
Drift slowly into nothing
Let go of your discomforts
Now lost in the void

You see a stream of crimson
Seemingly growing less distant
And then you slowly realize..
This is the stream of souls

This is where heaven and hell dont exist
We leave the earth to float along in a river
A river of the damned
A river of souls

There is no light, or dark
There is only one crimson stream
And in death we all collide
We all become one

So that we may glide through the void
So that we may strike awe in the hearts of nothing
Wails of discomfort and fatigue
Wails of pain and death

Watch the tide of souls close in
And become one with those long deceased
May 6, 2009 - Wednesday 
Walking through the middle of the street
I can see everyone, everything around me
But sadly their song isnt so sweet
Sadly their song focuses on me

This body is my isolation
I tear from within
My soul wants an escape
Relief and freedom..To it's truest extent

I yearn for wings
So I may fly away
To distant places
Including deep space

I cant bear it anymore!
The prison we call earth
The remedial game...
Of this hell we call life
May 3, 2009 - Sunday 
I'm now a student! w00t!!
April 20, 2009 - Monday 
this is the only time I will insert commentary, just so you viewers all understand...This story will start small and grow with every stupid thing Rachel says...Enjoy
I was once staring at a bird...Wishing I had it's wings...But knowing that it's wings were too small I then started drawing angels fanatically...Soon god came and granted me WINGS!! HOLY SHIT!!!...So with these wings...I prepared for my flight...Buffed and ready to go, I then proceeded to burrow under my house with these wings...So that I could make a B.A.S.E.M.E.N.T. for my mother and I to hide in when the Nazis attack...Just so you all know...A basement is a human area that is normally placed under the human's home...They store food here, drinks, sometimes paraphernalia...And when shit hits the fan...They take off to their B.A.S.E.M.E.N.T.S..To hide...So with these wings...I built a glorious B.A.S.E.M.E.N.T....So that mother and I could remain safe....Eventually a great torretial torrent struck my homeland and it was time to use this B.A.S.E.M.E.N.T....So we then moved through the tunnels I dug with my wings so that we could get to the B.A.S.E.M.E.N.T. and be safe...Upon arriving I found that someone had placed a library in my basement...And the first book I saw was called AFK for Dummies....AFK? I thought...What the hell is that?...Upon further inspection and after reading many books, I've found that it means I am away from my keyboard...What a fascinating abbreviation...
April 19, 2009 - Sunday 
Another dark night
We fight the last fight
A quiet enemy
Strikes in the lingering darkness
Guided by moonlight alone
We find ourselves lost in our home
Soaked in the blood of our brothers
We soon realize our destiny
The homeland is falling
To this swift enemy
Warriors, agile and beautiful
Mark the end of our days
Rise to your death
Warriors of the north
Speak your final breath
A warcry shouted forth
March 8, 2009 - Sunday 
I believe in NOTHING

Only the cold from within

From within the broken ones

The ones broken by sin

But not the sins that they have wrought

The ones who sin within

The nasty cheaters

Lusty whores

Liars at their best

They call it love

I call it hate

I'll hate them till I rest
January 27, 2009 - Tuesday 
Lost in this hollo..w abyss.. we call home
Alway..s falli..ng, alway..s alone
Befri..endin..g the smile..s that pass us daily
And cower.. at the poor with ignor..ant frail..ty

To find a comfo..rt, soft and warm
To lose a heart.. , stone..-..like and cold

Is this the path we choos..e to take
To lose love for whats.. less than fate?

Follo..w me now into a compl..etely.. sober
Follo..w me into my new found.. home
Alway..s falli..ng, never.. alone

Now we can fall toget..her
You and me
Fall toget..her
Like we were meant.. to be
January 27, 2009 - Tuesday 
The lights turn bright
The dampening night
Make this seem like such a tragedy
 
So let the sun rise
Let it burn our eyes
We can hold our hands
Let me show you the way
 
Let me make you cry
I will even try
To wipe the tears away
 
And as we run in the weeds and flowers
We find a splintered tree
So let us save it
Save it and help it save me
 
You left me in the dark
My nightmares in the dark
Make me wanna be with you
In the light
 
January 21, 2009 - Wednesday 
Deal it in smaller doses
Time goes by and you dont notice
Bleed me with your sharpened roses
Inside i'm a dying lotus
 
Life wont exist here
Death wont accept fear
I'll go now, braver than ever
Leaving switftly, this dying endeavor
 
Fuck me(not really part of the poem)