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SufferingI should find a way to fill a void. To make the spinning stop. To change rails. Whatever that means.
I need something in my life. I really do. But I don't know what. I have experienced many different interests, and I am still searching, I really am.
Newest Deviations
electric voicesBottles and spaces Are all empty to me. Ashes and faces Drift away easily.electric voices
Happy and sad No line in-between. Uppers and downers Take hold onto me.
Electric voices Are all that I have. No arms to hold No warmth to be had.
by ~72-Tour
void“Can you believe how cold it is out?” His hot breath mixed with the midnight air and created a fog. He had trouble telling if it was smoke or fog. He sucked on his cigarette. “Well, we are way high up right now.” Marian replied, equally confused on what was her breath and what was smoke. She sucked on her cigarette. The two stared over the ledge. Nothing. There was just a black void beneath them. Some time passed and neither said a word. Cigarettes were lit and sighs passed, but nothing was said.void
They both knew everything.
He loved her, she sorta liked him.
The silence was their understanding. A non-co
by ~72-Tour
smokeA lazy stare into eternity, A burning cigarette between my fingers, And you on my mind.smoke
The convenient truth, Comes in the form of smoke, As it floats by my eyes.
I have one last drag, And try to remember,
What I was thinking about.
by ~72-Tour
sPACE pOLICEby ~72-Tour
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The Oracleby *jdillon82
Guest RoleSeventeen, out of luck, You always thought you had game Whenever you weren't in the game. You're missing it, just once.Guest Role
I took you out, laid you down down down Among late night calls and street races Drug runs, pretty things and pouring rain, You'd have fallen, but I laid you down gently.
Poster boys, on the walls, In pinstripe shirts, dark messy hair, You have the same dark, messy hair. You're missing it, just once.
I showed you how, I sang sang sang And guided your hands slowly down To the confines of what is real, real You were sh
by ~write-it-in-the-sky
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Gresham. Oregon.
- Interests: Music-Playing and Writing.
- Favourite movie: The Big Lebowski. The Blues Brothers.
- Favourite band or musician: Danzig. Manowar. Misfits. Prince. King Diamond.
- Favourite genre of music: Epic, Death, Heavy Metal. Blues. Classical. Rockabilly. Psychobilly.
- Favourite artist: Boris Vallejo. Bob Ross.
- Favourite poet or writer: H.P. Lovecraft. Brian Jacques.
- Operating System: Xp pro.
- MP3 player of choice: WMP. SANSA.
- Shell of choice: Shotgun.
- Wallpaper of choice: Concert Shot
- Skin of choice: Something manly and rugged looking.
- Favourite game: D&D. Oblivion.
- Favourite gaming platform: PC. SEGA. 360.
- Favourite cartoon character: Dr. Rockso.
- Personal Quote: Fuck That.
- Tools of the Trade: Boss Mt-2.
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/grizzlysean
- Email: warmaster73@hotmail.com
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Ya best hit me up asap when you get back
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death, when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die!
-Amon Amarth
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