~chowding
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One Dark NightI should be grateful To breathe the same air, as you Sweetly inhale and exhale, as silent as a whisper Telling a secret, of another Meeting arranged, in the dead of night Nothing is heard, not even a whisper Confessing, illicit love and Excitement, in that dark night I should be honoured To even be, near you After all we went through, together Again? Unbelievable, Unreal, Untrue, as you snatch the dream away I feel my heart break, inside me I lose myself, now stumbling into the dark night Through to the morning, I wake In a room that isn’t mine, IOne Dark Night
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- Current Residence: A box under your stairs
- Interests: Freerunning ~ Watching Films ~ Playing Games
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko ~ Matrix's ~ American Pie's ~ Fight Club
- Favourite band or musician: KoRn ~ Slipknot ~ Soad ~ Rammstein
- Favourite genre of music: Metal ~ Heavy Metal
- Favourite artist: Rene Magritte ~ Ash
- Favourite poet or writer: BOB
- Favourite photographer: Don't Know Photographer's
- Favourite style of art: Pencil Drawings or Ink Drawings
- Operating System: XP...Good Ol' Microsoft
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod, I don't Have one, But it's the one i would choose
- Shell of choice: What the hell is a shell?
- Wallpaper of choice: I live in a box, Boxes don't require wallpaper
- Skin of choice: Other People's
- Favourite game: Bf2, CS:S
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Brian and Stewie Griffin ~ Family Guy
- Personal Quote: it's not a quote but i say it too much ~ meh
- Tools of the Trade: Writing Implement ~ Usually PC keyboard, sometimes a pen
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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All the world i was shown
Thru the eyes of a child
unenlightened, disenfranchised
-a familiar kind,
but glad are the masses
that she should 'dorn glasses
for the world be neither
pleasant nor merry nor mild.
Sing it!
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Sal Jr.,
Just call me that crazy native
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
All my base
Are belong to you
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
All my base
Are belong to you
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Good stuff...keep on livin'
love ya mate
Timmy
xxxxxx
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BOOOOOOOOOOOBIES
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The Blood's On The Wall,
So You Might As Well Just Admit It.
And Bleach Out The Stains,
Commit To Forgetting It.
You're Better Off Empty And Blank,
Then Left With A Single Pathetic Trace Of This.
Smother Another Failure.
Lay This To Rest! - Laid To
--
The Blood's On The Wall,
So You Might As Well Just Admit It.
And Bleach Out The Stains,
Commit To Forgetting It.
You're Better Off Empty And Blank,
Then Left With A Single Pathetic Trace Of This.
Smother Another Failure.
Lay This To Rest! - Laid To
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