Need i say more?


ImageHands grasping, Body tensing, Hips protruding,Image
Bones appear. Relaxation's near. My mind exhuming, The one obsession I retain. Supreme lust Turns to dust. I am caught, The fatal throw. I overflow.


Untitled MessLook what I’ve created. A pretty picture of loneliness, My ideal. Tattooed with the stories Of the journey to here. Apparently I wanted this. Yes, I knowingly got here, By blocking out the world, it's easy. Ignore the important things. Become self involved. I created this, a present for me. Myself, me, I, alone with me. Do I like it? Lying in this limbo? My new tattoos tell the truth.Untitled Mess
Darkness

In God we TrustIn god we trust the eagles fly through the cloudsIn God we Trust
and in the sky so graceful strong and true never a worry like me and you.


Vows of a Simple HeartI promised myself that one day I would write the words that every one could understandVows of a Simple Heart
So small So beautiful
That even the hardest skin Or the weakest soul
Could love what I write
So I sat with my pen in hand And wrote
The ink sprayed vicious words of hate Shameless words of love And thick words of sadness
Yet the paper was blank Just words on a page
I promised myself that one day I would speak the words that everyone could understand
So soft So thunderous
That even the mos


Cover PageCover PageCover Page
This is the cover page. The empty page where no one pays,
Attention to what it really says,
The imagination it sparks,
Inside your head: Where the book may lead,
What it may be about.
But this page, my friend,
Shows that in this book,
I will pour my soul out.
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To who it may concern..... Go Fuck Yourself......Sign Insurrection
i'll be watching you too if you don't mind
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THE NINJA SALAD PWNS ALL... SO KEEP YO HANDS OFFA IT.
Ninja: ....
EVEN YOUUUUU!!
Ninja:....
x x x
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"She can't remember a time when she felt needed, If love was red then she was color blind"
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To dream silently in the faded words
Dripping colors off the edges of souls
Feel the thoughts wash oceans upon our eyes
And let us tie our fingers into knots
So as not to forget the memory
And can fondly remember still to dream
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