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About Me

I'm Gem.I work for a charity, Amarok Society, so you should all visit www.amarokcan.com, even if you don't have the slightest intention of donating. Believe me, my friends, I've gone through hell in a hat for this organization ;PI'm a poet, writer, and songwriter. I have been lured to the evil realms of myspace by my good friend Kari.Blame her, not me. If I insult you, hurt you, drive you to insanity/suicide/homicide/joint suicide/homicide, or depress you, I am exempt of any blame.If you think I'm kind and cuddly now, just wait until you get to know me!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Humans, preferably. Like you, for instance.MYFLYPROFILE.NET

My Blog

The Druid

At the end of the dark, dank hallway stood the door. I took slow steps toward it, and it waited for me, like fate, like death. The massive iron hinges and bolts growled in silence, emitted a nightmari...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 23:03:00 GMT

Ave. Rage

Maybe if we're quiet it will pass us by But that faith has kept us here far too long Oh, it seems like ages in these shrinking cages And I can't guarantee that I'll hold strong When my replacement arr...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 01:23:00 GMT

Something.

Are you going to sleep tonight? These aren't our reasons, this isn't our decision Migratory birds lost in flight Well, don't let those lonely stars cloud your vision Everybody needs somebody, Everybod...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 21:59:00 GMT

For a Friend 2

Far beyond the crucifixes, passing power down the roadFar beyond the Klondike rush where fools as angels flowedBeyond where the sun and moon can share the night and dayI'll show you where fools a...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 08:08:00 GMT

Back Again!

But oh, the heat, the blistering heat! Your shirt clings, your feet are ground on the track False ideals sent in sudden retreat Take your turns of the helm and take them all back!   Back again, ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 04:49:00 GMT

After Words

When the tether's all we talk aboutYour heart turns black with spite and doubtYour mind's a wall, your fear's a moatToo wary to cry, too weary to shoutWhen it's the same old song to a different noteWe...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 00:48:00 GMT

Barbed-Wire Vine

Like a begging hand at a limousine windowLike vines entwined with barbed wireLike an echo to answer our own desireOnly to raise the hungry fireLike being set loose to freedom's chainsOnly to be caught...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 08:24:00 GMT

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Glory Days

Ladies and gentlemen of the glory days Locked in the headlights of the monotone daze I know you get tired; you get led from your ways It's hardly your fault you let slip your gaze Everyone's eyes even...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 10:04:00 GMT

Life that we lived

Life that we lived is here This ode to you and me is clear Faded mirrors to visions past Are all lucid and bright at last   Life that we loved is here A million shards of hearts and tears Scatter...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 23:26:00 GMT

Caffiene and Apathy

Ha. Let's laugh for a while. You pretend to hate me, I pretend to hate you, we'll see where this goes. Caffeine was a bad idea. It's better to sleepwalk through the pointless queue of hours that makes...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 07:39:00 GMT