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Wings of Glass

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Hey! What's up. Here is the part where I'm supposed to talk about myself so well . . . uh . . . I guess like anyone else my age I'm in that spot where I'm not quite sure of myself but here are the things I'm sure of.I try to be be a friend to anyone, so no matter if I've known you five minutes or my whole life you can tell me anything and I'll keep you secrets cross-my-heart cuz I think everyone should have someone the can go to and trust . . .I am a very "new-age" kinda guy. I may not be religious but I am very spiritual. I love to learn about the paranormal or to just have deep philisophical discussions on god, reincanarnation, ghosts, etc.I love people and and partying. My favorite thing to do on the weekend is go to the club cuz i get to meet all kinds of people and dance my ass off.I love trying new things like belly-dancing, yoga (I'm now certified to teach it yeah!), traveling, foreign languages, new foods (escargot is nothing like what I expected snail to taste like).And something that I'd really rather people not take into account before they meet me is I'm gay. It is my preference, but it doesn't define me. So leave all your stereotypes and preconceptions behind and get to know me for who I am . . . not who I like.
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Heartbeat

I am sitting here in the cold moonlight,Arms wrapped around, holding me tight,Lips trembling to hold back the words,These words not spoken, yet not unheard,Fingers grasp my shoulders, trying to stop t...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Feb 2010 21:19:00 GMT

On a Cold WInter's Night

The moon stands alone upon this cold winters night,No stars grace the sky by her side,No they have abandoned her, none in sight,Finding farther, darker places to hide. The house stands empty upon thi...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 08:46:00 GMT

Phoenix Rising

I am of late ash,....Blowing upon the breeze,....The Old was gone in a fiery flash,....The New, is gray beneath the skeletal trees....... ..I am of late lost,....Wandering around the dark,....Ive don...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2009 22:33:00 GMT

Back and Forth

  I've seen your face a thousand times, All though we've never met, I've heard your voice echo in my dreams, No, I never could forget. And you . . . I've looked into your eyes a thousand times, ...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 03:04:00 GMT

Promise

I won't promise to be your rock, To which you can cling in the worst of storms, Upon which you can build yourself up, Upon which you can depend.   I won't promise to be your moon, Hanging in the...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 22:22:00 GMT

Levitcus 20,13

The words of the Prophet set in stone, Condemn the love which we two have show, He calls for our blood, our lives my love, This be the will of the Lord above. .. .. Oh if it be true hold me ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Oct 2008 19:41:00 GMT

3a.m. Love Letter

  Through all the miles between us, I hope that you can seen me bleed tonight, Though  all the lies have destroyed us, I hope that you can somehow make this right.   I fell in love wi...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 02:35:00 GMT

Cardinal Sin

I held  the Holy Grail in my hands for but a second, And then I cast it away as just some meaning less cup, I gave it to a stranger with a silvery forked tongue, And for this sin I cannot, should...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 20:11:00 GMT

Garden of the Godless

I wandered about in the dead silent night, Asking the cold stars if I had been wrong or right, But they were still and spoke not a word, I cried out to Them all but not a single one heard.   ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 15:06:00 GMT

Cosmetic Suicide

I take this pencil to my eye, Ill never let them see me cry, Ill paint a mask for them to see, And hide the pain so I can breathe.   Now take the brush with stabbing strokes, Cut away all...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 00:12:00 GMT