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Psayne

They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty But tonight I drink with heathens and our, f

About Me

--My other profile : http://www.myspace.com/puskaseatsyoursoul--A mangled body twitching and regaining consciousness and closure Attempting composure before a bullet in the mouth answers the questions of exposure And God of Sunday School façades and paycheques to validate the time I served abroad (We will say it all means nothing) if I forget why I'm here To serve and protect my fist over fist mind under matter careerThat's why this sounds kind of funny when he falls to his knees With his hand on his throat while he begs you to please Sare his life Falls to his knees Falls to his kneesIn the forest of heartache when you try your hardest and you make an effot you'll find what you search for........Love-sACRED mISHAP.................................."Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the nightMight be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at meInside plays a lullaby Slurred voice over children cries On the insideHaunting loneliness in the eye Skin covering a secret scar His hand is waving a goodbye There's no response or action returnedThere is deep prejudice in me Outshines all reason inside Given dreams all ridden with pain And projected unto the last""There's nobody here, there's nobody near I try not to care, dead eyes always stare Let these matters be, don't trust what you see Take hold of your time, step into the lineThere's innocence torn from its maker Stillborn the trust in you This failure has made the creator So would you tell him what to do (would you)Leave your mark upon the head of someone Who'll cry for his state, we know it's too late I turn round to see what was meant to be Faint movement release to rid the diseaseThere's innocence torn from its maker Stillborn the trust in you (I have lost all trust I had in you) This failure has made the creator So would you tell him what to do (I have lost all trust I had in you)"--IM PUSKAS WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO SAY...(SACRED MISHAP ALLEGED POET)--Layout made by IVIike at CreateBlog.com .
Layouts Straight From The East Coast

My Interests

Guitar....ohhh and the stuff at the bottomMUSIC, MY FRIENDS, MUSIC, MY BAND, DRUMMING, AND OTHER SHIT...

I'd like to meet:

THE TREE OF LIFECerberus THE BANDS THAT I FAVOR AND HER

Music:

ALL METAL, HARD ROCK ,ROCK , CLASSIC ROCK

Movies:

CRAZY AND MINDRAPING / MOSTLY BLOODY AS HELL

Television:

LOTS OF IT

Books:

O' HELL NO

Heroes:

IRONMAN/ WAR MACHINE/ VENOM/ PLUTO/ ZOMBIES

My Blog

Ode to the button pusher

This is deticate to a man i wish everybody new. Known as the button pusher...   Everyones around you but to you their not there As they pass you by your actions dont change You live in your own w...
Posted by Psayne on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 08:25:00 PST

LIFE

Life is always unapreciated until something amazing hapens like you save your best friends life physically or mentally and it dosent always have to be a friend it could be any one or thing but nothing...
Posted by Psayne on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 08:39:00 PST

Have you ever

Felt so alone and sad that you just broke out and cryed for no reason and all you wanted to no was what is wrong with you have you ever felt that your friends could care less that you were alive that ...
Posted by Psayne on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 02:33:00 PST

Shadow Being

STRUCK BY THE EYES OF THE BEAST THAT DWELLS WITHIN ME WHILEST I LAY IN THE SHADE OF THE OLD OAK TREE MY EYES ARE SHUT BUT MY HEART IS OPEN AS MY MIND SCREAMS MY BODY IS BROKEN WITH THE MOON ...
Posted by Psayne on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 07:21:00 PST

DEATH BY LOVE

With wings of beauty you take me up into your loving arms You call out to me with your immaculate voice  As you look deep in to my eyes with the glory of deep mourning My heart aches as ...
Posted by Psayne on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 07:51:00 PST

...

The trees and  the leaves sing out your name The cold hard breeze calls out your shame You have nothing to fret your perfect to me Through my eyes i can make you see Thats its no...
Posted by Psayne on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 07:40:00 PST

My Moonlight Sonata

Your that soft gentle breeze that gives me chills Your the soft passionate whisper that passes threw my ears Your that soft loving touch that warms my body so Your the one that can make a mind so calm...
Posted by Psayne on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 06:15:00 PST

Cry of the devil

Weeping Flames of ever growing hate tears of death betrayal irate stuck in hell for the rest of his days as he walks into a neverending haze hes burnt alive but never dies he is the one that consta...
Posted by Psayne on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 11:09:00 PST

truth

i have fealings but i dont no what to say im deafly afraid of you going away i want you in my life but not in that way who knos maby sumday things will change but right now its hard to say the way i f...
Posted by Psayne on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 07:06:00 PST

I DONT NO ANYMORE

THE LIFE ONCE LIVED IS A LIFE I GIVE THE LIFE YOU TAKE AWAY MAKES ME FADE TO GRAY I NO LONGER EXIST AS I DRIFTED INTO THE HAZE WHAT I FEAL INSIDE WOULD LEAVE YOU AMAZED BUT THE THINGS YOU SAID COULD H...
Posted by Psayne on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 04:44:00 PST