

The Dark PenWhy must everything be so dark? All the time... unhappy rhyme Why can't I light up the world with the power of my mind?The Dark Pen
With the backing of my thoughts I create shadows of my life I scribe them, locked with pen, and they never see the light...
But love and life are hand in hand, so often in life's chase And yet like stone shadows fall when i put my pen in place
I wish my art and hand could stay their wicked ways and write about sweet things... things beside disdain.
Like the wind on my face when I walk through a park or happiness in the air... N


Truth IS LieTruth is LieTruth IS Lie
Truth is only accepted lies Search for truth will find NOTHING AND EVERYTHING because it won't matter anyway
Make of it what you will but do not dwell upon the madness only sanity will save the MAD as only MADNESS will save the sane. Stop looking out, look in! because reflections give clearer images of reality. They don't LIE... They only live
Virgin from the penetrating destructive mind which believes and distrusts the same; time depending. emotions and thoughts that
evoke such are weakness
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...and so, there I was, spittin' on my goldfish tryin' to keep it alive...
:-D
anywase i gotta finish my h work to i cant type much mroe :-D
BYE
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What is a name? For would not a rose, with any other, still smell as sweet?
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as i sit here... in my living room where freindships have been made and lost... and secrets have been forever shadowed in the burgundy walls... the only light soarce, the computer, alluminates my face like the blue moon on a summers after noon... Thoughts curiously meander precariously , across my already fragile awareness... and i think
... i think about love, i think about hate... i think about the people... so many people....
people who want to be loved... people who want to be feared... people who want to hate... people who want to control... and i realize that we are all blind in a fools paradice...
a few more walls around whats ugly in society just leaves a bigger maze to figure out... there fore weve created a web... a tangled web... of lies trickery and wrong doing... I now see why people kill themselves... I see why people need a god to live for or something, anything at all for that matter... or life wouldn't be worth living... to much hurt and pain is to potent in today's world...
life is like a drug.. a drug your so addicted to the only way to stop is to die... but the more you take the more fun and painfull it gets... just not at the same time or in the same dosage....
I'm Quite upset right now.. about many things... im going to sleep on it.... and pray....
maybe somday ill be ok
but till that day im confused...
OH LORD... i need a lil help...
but im sure ill live... couse i'm to addicted to die
and im too deep to drown.
AN insitfull soliloquy
By Matt Henry
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What is a name? For would not a rose, with any other, still smell as sweet?
hm....*flashes huge sign which reads '10'*
hello! i sortof kindof really don't know you, but we go to the same school and i know your name! thats it!
hello, hello.
who've we here?
hello, hello.
nice to meet you my dear.
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i am the greatest of the modern
int(v)entions
~SystemOfADown
"i'm the pope bitch" --tieton
Here, have a
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I have no hopes, no resources, no money. I am the happiest man alive. -- Henry Miller
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