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Name: Dan
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Harrisburg
Birthday: 3/11/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Hanging with friends, Goofing off with my guitar, Listening to Music and getting CD's to add to my extensive collection, Movies, Playing Video Games, Volleyball/Football/Extreme Street B-ball, Computerish type stuff and w/e else i have an interest in.
Expertise: Fucking things up.
Occupation: Government
Industry: Retail
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  Ph34rM3101
Member Since:
12/23/2004
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| Yeah bra!
Papi's Got it in the bag!
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| Once in a great while...
When the darkness seems overpowering...
A light is found.
And not just any light, but one that somehow shows a small seed of hope...
It's something you don't forget...
it has a power to heal...
and also destroy.
The broken soul under my skin...
and the dead heart is my chest...
felt it.
My eyes...
They have seen it.
Happiness.
Something that seems to not exist anymore.
Only in myth...
Only in imagination.
Yet...
The small seed makes it seem real...
And you chase it... over... and... over...
But it's always out of reach...
As soon as you think you have it...
The demons close in.
Disguised as those that you trust...
They will stop at nothing to destroy the seed...
Lies.
Deceit.
Hate.
Only a few weapons they use.
But they are deadly.
You fight...
On and on...
You fight...
But like death...
Loss is inevitable.
Only the light can change this fate.
But the light never brings a victory.
It always runs...
Because the light...
Just like you...
Is held by another broken soul.
The seed?
Lays deep within the dead heart they hold...
Deep within their own darkness.
It is they that bring the light...
The hope...
The seed...
But they are running from their own demons...
On... and on...
They run.
Not knowing they aren't alone.
Not knowing someone else understands...
If they just stopped...
They could see the light that chases them..
But the demons have stolen the trust they had...
Feed them the lies...
The hate.
And here I stand...
One of the few who continue to chase the light.
Yet...
I always lose.
But like the the broken soul under my skin...
and the dead heart is my chest...
I felt it.
I have seen it.
And I will not let go.
I will not fall victim to the demons.
Till my soul is but a ghost...
Till my heart is dust to the earth...
I will forever chase...
The seed...
The hope...
The myth...
For it is you that is the light to my darkness...
The hope to my hopelessness...
And it is you I shall forever chase...
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| "Have you ever wondered what it would be like…If you disappeared?
Neither in death nor transparency but just vanished.
Like a phantom in the shadows.
Would the world realize this lost being?
Or would they just continue oblivious?
Your presence the obsolete thoughts of an un-changed machine
Is your oxygen taken for granted?
Never seen nor felt by any sense of the mind
Just a mirage of what used to be
Like the very light of your soul burning out
You become as common as the ground you walk upon
Like dirt crushed under the shoe of time The act of presence is equal to breathing
Noticed as much as the act of thought
Passing through sight like un-seen dust Would they notice if you disappeared?
Have you a reason to be missed?
Or was it all just a futile existence?" | | |
| I guess I'm better at writing then I thought.
Got my first paper from English back yesterday.
44 Out of 50
I was surprised to say the least.
The next assignment is to write a paper about an event.
It can be anything.
Good, Bad, Happy, Sad.
doesn't matter.
Now I just have to choose one...
The fallowing song is something I wrote last week.
It's the only song I've ever finished writing.
I figured I would put it up:
1. Because I'm very happy with it.
2. because it has to do with an event.
It's called
"Happy Anniversary"
It's been a year since that night
It was you that made it fall apart
And still I try with all my might
To rebuild my pitch black heart
(Pre-Chorus)
My heart wasn't free
And I couldn't really see
You were the very worst part of me
(Chorus)
It's taken all this time
And I can't erase my mind
But everything is fine
Now that I know that you aren't mine
You came like a mask to suffocate
And things i should've fought
Opening my chest was my mistake
I had no idea what I'd bought
(Pre-Chorus)
My heart wasn't free
And I couldn't really see
You were the very worst part of me
(Chorus)
It's taken all this time
And I can't erase my mind
But everything is fine
Now that I know that you aren't mine
The ball and chain still leave a mark
I don't think that will ever change
But i found the light inside the dark
And it will never be the same
(Outro)
Since...
My hearts become free
I can now finally see
You were the very worst part of me
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| Do you ever feel like your chasing a myth?
Like someone might have told you something just so you will shut up?
What if it really all is just a mirage?
This are questions that have been raising there ugly head lately.
Like mental demons I can't seem to be rid of.
Last time i didn't read the signs or take the advice I ended up in hell.
Am I working my way back into another hell?
But I can't be.
It took me way to long to even get to the seemingly non-existent point I'm at.
My whole life of memory.
There has to be something there... There just has to be.
It's been said that Satan tries even harder to fuck things up when something good is gonna happen.
I just hope thats exactly what is happening...
"I kill myself a little more each day
Trying to re-live the memories and hide the pain away
It was all I could do to unleash my feelings
And now that I have it’s with more pain that I’m dealing
As the time tables turning my hearts without rest
It’s like it's illegal to feel and must be locked in my chest
It’s just like I am the puppet wishing you the master
Yet despite all the pain I can't live without this disaster
And as it goes on I try and lose all I have just to win
In the haunting words of a monster "you’re the myth I have to believe in"
And until all the thoughts traverse into our living reality
You my dear one are and always will be my most desired beautiful fatality" | | |
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