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In the darkest hours seems like there's no return, falling down, going under. A dream to follow, A path to go. Dancing in the shadows, Drawn towards the light. It's easy to surrender If the goal is hard to reach Trying hard, Losing anyway. To see what matters, To change reality Feel the power, forget the failures. See what you can do... From: Where Angels Fall
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Call MeCcrazy

Call me nutso, but when a young teenage girl comes to you with the dimensions of your boyfriends cock and tells you that he has had sex with you, you tend to believe it. I ask every woman out there wh...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 22:43:00 GMT

Football and God

I never knew football...oh sure, I played the gambling pool every week but did I understand football?  NO! Not until my guy made me sit through about 32 games did that every loving lightbulb fina...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 20:01:00 GMT

To Those That I Did Not Lose...

I did not lose anyone on 9-11 but do not make the mistake of thinking that I did not lose something. I lost faith in my safety, my childrens' safety, and the safety of all that I hold dear. I lost my ...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:13:00 GMT

Its my fucking birthday!!!!

Well, it is finally here...the big 36. I thought perhaps that I would have become depressed or emotional at the very least. Instead, I awoke not with one-hundred new gray hairs nor ten new under -the-...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 13:53:00 GMT

Life on the downtake

Silly life. You cause me this srife. Silly me. I was born from thee. Silly workplace, funny walkway...I never saw the deadly throughway. Splatter amongst pavement, blood loss gone... I awoke to find i...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 20:59:00 GMT

DAH!!!!!

What if we combined the missing 97 percent of DNA with the 93 percent of missing brain usage? Would it be a super human or would it be god himself? Something so vital is missing from our lives that it...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 20:55:00 GMT

another one of my fucked up poems

Sometimes, When my lowest exceeds my very lowest, I cannot stand the touch of my skin upon myself, I want to shred it within pieces, sparing no part. Then I peer upon a path yet taken and I suck withi...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 18:01:00 GMT

life

I turn on the television, I open the newspaper, everywhere I see the true souls which have inhabitated humanity. It frightens me to be raising children in a world without morals nor values. Sometimes ...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 17:57:00 GMT