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swept awayby ~ltjataris
Closing StatementNow as I close this door Locked, throw away the key Do you know that I'll be gone (gone forever) Nothing to say to you Nothing i haven't said I can't seem to get through to (you) Make my point So you will understandClosing Statement
There was a time when things felt so right Stayed awake talking until the sun would rise I guess things have changed This is my closing statement But the verdict is already in I lost my case
Put forth to you once again
There was a time when I didn't want this to end Any time with you was time well spent I never thou
by ~ltjataris
inkblots on a white canvasThe pen writes again into trenches we've seen before And my thoughts echo off the walls But dreams look like stains on a canvas so barren Another wasted songinkblots on a white canvas
There's something wrong
So now I write down my memoirs through ages Their meanings left in circles unclear These inkblots are nothing but letters and stray marks Of a broken soul
Withered and cold
Leave me to my own devices I should be ALONE I walk away Solitude is the price that I pay For something I can not change Dream and reality one in the same
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- Current Residence: Hicksville, NY
- Interests: i wanna finish school and meet the girl of my dreams(i dont care what happens first)
- Favourite movie: donnie darko
- Favourite band or musician: Displayed From The Inside
- Favourite genre of music: anything that interests me today
- Favourite poet or writer: camus
- Favourite photographer: annmarie cagnati
- MP3 player of choice: my car stero
- Favourite game: halo
- Favourite gaming platform: xbox
- Favourite cartoon character: brian the dog from family guy
- Personal Quote: the beauty in the world surrounds us and makes us beautiful
- Tools of the Trade: guitar, mic, pen, paper, digital camera
- Email: milesaway15@yahoo.com
- AIM: failedperfecti0n
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
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thanks for the comment...i didn't think much of it, but it was what was bouncing round my noggen...
glad you can relate...wish you didn't have to though...
thanks for peeking...
-g.t.h.
Nice guys finish last...
They let the woman finish first
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I love your poems!
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