Devin

Hi I'm Devin, a dayton kid who once had dreams of world domination and all out anarchy and hell destroying the earth. Now I go to school to become a paralegal. The system and authority I've always defied will be my carrier. Sad, no trail of bodies and blood. No hail of gun fire, just quite pathatic defeat. My girlfriend belives this is just growing up, I see it as death. The fire will glow warm on my face again. The smell of young buring is nice this time of year. Trying to figure out why her eyes can tear this steel i swear it's wich craft and you are cold and evil in your own precious way. Death sorounds the dark hole I gaze upon as my future colapes into a broken dream.