

Kilometer per. HourCold; 90 Thousand pounds of steel constricts meKilometer per. Hour
Yet, slows me not.
Fast; 100 Numb from Shoulders to fists
Yet, slows me not.
If all anything, this Torture Is a Bliss
The blood from my heart, Is only rivaled by my adrenaline.
Faster; 110
Still not fast enough
Faster; 120
Still.....
; 130 Globes of lights Become streaks
Entities around me Become blurs
Still.... not fast enough
; 140 A smile consumes my f


Broken SwordWith a brand new bladeBroken Sword
Shining in the sun
Reflecting upon the idea Of what it may become
To save a damsel? Or decapitate her head
Shimmer sky blue? Or drip crimson red
Oh brand new blade How tainted you become
Battle has worn you A shield for a gun
Withered down
To a mere knife
The only thing that reflects Is the light of night
Poor brand new blade What good are you now?
You make even a mirror Project a frown
So brand new blad


A Paradise Awaywhat a thing you are, fools' heartA Paradise Away
it be, the lure of the sins, the tease that you are, oh, the tease.
messing with my emotions where only my
conscience may save me, and i am still breathing
am i not?
why show me a piece of heaven when im doomed to hell? some cruel joke this must be. oh, what a joke
it must be.


If i could, would i?If i could take a moment to love you, would i bother to make you mine? would i pretend everything's fine just to see you smile?If i could, would i?
Would i give up my life, to give to you? so you may continue living to fuck another dude?
If i could live another day, would i spend it with you? to be happy before i die so your the last thing i'll remeber,
your beautiful face, makes heaven on earth, your laugh, your smile, yet your only human, a human with flaws,
all your mistakes, i love, everything i love, i hate, why must things
I'm moved that you were touched by it. Thank you. ^ ^
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“There are a lot of things at this school I don’t understand.” –Mike Otis
Glad you enjoyed my stuff, and hope you have the time to read the prose sometime. I think it is much better than my poetry.
^ ^
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“There are a lot of things at this school I don’t understand.” –Mike Otis
I found you by accident. I like your writing.
And that is my story.
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“There are a lot of things at this school I don’t understand.” –Mike Otis
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I plan, because I dream, I dream because I wonder.
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"From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend on reading it."
-Groucho Marx
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"From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend on reading it."
-Groucho Marx
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"The engine is the heart of an aeroplane, but the pilot is its soul."
i like your stuff, your good, you sound very tortured perhaps even emo. i like that. tmb
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