A qoute of friends (funny) |
"So what about that dream where I and some scandalusly clad sailor scouts are running around a base killing all the bad guys?"
"Yep, that means it happened in one of your lives."
"Good...I know how th...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 00:51:00 GMT |
Play me a Memory |
I'm walking down the street again
Though I can't remember why
I'm headed to the bar tonight
As I watch the stars in the sky.
Oh, la la de de da; la la de de da da da
I'm sittin' at the counter now
dri...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 23:52:00 GMT |
Click of Decision |
Click click click click &
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Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 23:46:00 GMT |
Invitation poem |
Dark is Dark
Light is Light
This is the mark
Just hit it right.
Bring in the shadows
Let it illuminate
Show through the windows
Come to your only fate.
See all the Bad
See all the Good
It might make y...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 12:23:00 GMT |
Poem |
The world is in turmoil
As we listen to political wars
While real wars boil,
And textbooks open fake doors.
We learn our past mistakes,
But ignore old problems
As we build up our consumer cakes
And li...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 12:20:00 GMT |
Lyric Poem |
Life is filled with Hate and Anger
But I still have to live it
It's covered with much danger
And I have to suffer a bit.
I live my life not for myself
But for the ones I love
And I hide all my Hate on...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 12:14:00 GMT |
Island of Giants |
We crossed the ocean waters
To escape the evil king Delu,
He took our kingdom for starters
And ruled with an iron fist too.
Twenty-three is how many man
Who came aboard the ship that night
To come wit...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 12:05:00 GMT |
Letter to Natas |
This letter is written at near the end of "The Ultimate Ending Beginnings". This is sort of a sneak peek.
Dear Natas,
I know that there is a reason why you taught me everything ...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 15:06:00 GMT |
Melody of a Samurai |
The blood dripped from the blade falling to the ground and coloring the grass beneath it with red hatred and sorrow. She stood in the middle of the open field with the handle in her hand and tears rol...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 16:39:00 GMT |
