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Brian

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About Me

I'm complicated, I'm broken, and I’m a work in progress. I love God, I love my family, and I love my friends. I am proud to be my father’s son.



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Entry 12

Entry 12Broken hearts&crazy little things arent they? One of the greatest levelers in the world. Be you young or old, rich or poor, guy or gal; get a broken heart and BAM, there you are in the univer...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Jun 2009 10:02:00 GMT

Entry 11

Entry 11You ever just look at your face in the mirror. Not out of vanity, though who can be completely void of sin, but rather out of curiosity. Perhaps with a few childlike wonders still intact. Mirr...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 10:40:00 GMT

Entry 10

Entry 10  Sometimes after working the graveyard shift I have trouble sleeping. I got some ear plugs to help block out the common sounds of the day. Normally I can just hear my breath while I drift off...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 04:12:00 GMT

"Velveteen Dreams"

 Velveteen DreamsBreathe into this cotton chest the sweet song of love,Pat my tattered ears and cue over me like a dove,And beneath my solid stitches, simple, sweet, and smart,Will begin the gentle be...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 05:47:00 GMT

I AM FREE !!!

  I AM FREE !!!   I have recently decided to wage war on myself. Not a war of sinful defilement, though it might appear so to some, but a war against empty convictions. There are two kinds...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 12:42:00 GMT

"To Speak and Not Say"

To Speak and Not SayI long to hear a scarlet phrase,Though my heart can't bare the sound,I long to speak of brighter days,Of dreams not shackled down.Have a gander at my riddles,For they speak what I ...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 15:42:00 GMT

"The Poem I Cant Write"

The Poem I Can't WriteO the poem I can't write,Hides inside my pen,It shivers in the shadows,With the silent shouts of men.It begins with a word,Stumbling toward a phrase,But can not find the exit,Of ...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 13:50:00 GMT

"Not What You Claim"

 Not What You ClaimI'm a seeker of truth,Though it is what I make it,I live to love,Though I just seem take it.I'm a keeper of peace,Though it costs you your tongue,I would give to the least,If ever I...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 08:34:00 GMT

"Just a Friend"

Just a FriendCurse this broken heart,This selfish bloody pump,It sprints toward danger,Like a stubborn chump.Though my brain would fight it,Though my will is free,It seems this damned old organ,Always...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 02:34:00 GMT

Entry 8

Entry 8                            Love is a funny thing. Though I know I'm not the first to...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jul 2008 06:59:00 GMT