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PAUL OMEN

What you see is what you get yo!
Intense with the person who's brave enough
to scoop me up, and Complex not to the point of frustration..Complicated in a good way. I'm like a Puzzle Box you see, and those who can't figure me out often misunderstand me.
I think with my Emotions first which has proven to be nothing but trouble, but I can't help it. I'm a Scorpio.
If you think you can unlock the Puzzle, what you find within will without a doubt be memorable.
I invite you to take a ride on the Darkside, that is... If you dare.

AFTER DARK

Screaming, echoing in the cold,
wind-swept night.
Hurried footsteps travel down
the leave-littered sidewalk.
Turning in terror, nothing following
but the shadows.
Street lamps dimly glowing,
pumping and flickering.
Night sky: cloudless.
The Stars: Like diamonds,
winking in darkened silence.
Agonizing, desperate, the screams travel,
like a haunting melody from a dead man's Lyre.
Melancolic tune Awakening
the dead from eternal sleep.
Listen quietly to the risen voices
calling wordlessly from their earthen prisons.
Hear them call through the Belladonna,
your name on their poisoned tongues.

GHOST TOWN

The town was deserted.
The doors were inverted.
It was silent.
During Night, after Twilight.
Fading light, darkest Night.
A frozen mosaic of silver, ceramic,
unfinished dinner plates.
13 unfinished dinner plates.
During Night, after Twilight.
The shadows in the windows
are just an illusion.
They were Missing.
They were gone.
Can you listen?
In the distance.
A sorrowful emptiness.
All the blood on the dishes.
No one here to blame.
They were missing.
They were gone.
It was silent.
During Night, after Twilight.
Voices fading with the light.
Voices fading in the Night.
Can you listen?
In the distance someone whispering.

BLIND

My eyes close against a horde of debilitating memories. Beyond the protection of my eyelids I see an irreversable destiny.

Scenes of unparalelled misery flashing, dancing across the movie screen within.

Breathing.

The choking sights spiral out of control through the Black. I turn away and close my eyes, but they are closed already.

Instead, unwanted tears caress my burning cheek as the rythem of a dying Heart slows its beat.

I can't see, my eyes are closed.

Darkness all around me.

DEMONS

Screaming!

But not a sound from my mouth.

Still, I can hear it.

Screaming!

No Noise - No Voice.

Am I dreaming?

Things I don't believe in are Screaming! Pleading!

I can't see them, yet I hear them.

Do I feel them?

No - There's nobody here!

IN THE DARK

In the swelling darkness consuming me, blind below the Black canopy - My heavy eyes open to the lightless sea spiraling out around me.

An abyss of sightless mystery.

I reach out with my dying thoughts and discover all of my hope lost in its choking embrace, drowning me.

Totally eclipsed with my fading breath. I whisper into the Darkness.

WHERE I WALK

Something lurking where I walk.

It can't be seen - It doesn't talk.

It's hunger is satisfied with my increasing panic.

Can it taste my fear?

The only warning came a second too late,

a second too late, it was clawing my face.

My soul escaped through the punctured wounds below the ugly, red hot Moon.

And as it ate, its form took shape.

A hideous face laughing in glee.

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NAME:Paul
GENDER:Male
Age:30
Location:Queens, NY
Status:Single
Occupation:Animal Care Specialist
Page Song:Pulled to Bits

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Looking to meet Hot, Sexy, Creative people in my area.

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Ghost Town

Ghost Town The town was deserted.The doors were inverted.It was silent.During Night, after Twilight.Fading light, darkest Night.A frozen mosaic of silver, ceramic, unfinished dinner plates.13 unfinish...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 05:36:00 GMT

Where I Walk

Where I Walk Something lurking where I walk. It can't be seen - It doesn't talk. It's hunger is satisfied with my increasing panic. Can it taste my fear? The only warning came a second too late, a sec...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 05:47:00 GMT

In The Dark

In the Dark In the swelling darkness consuming me, blind below the Black canopy - my eyes open to the lightless sea sprialing out around me.An abyss of sightless mystery.I reach out with my dying thou...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 07:56:00 GMT

Demons

Demons Screaming!But not a sound from my mouth.Still, I hear it.Screaming!No noise - No voice.Am I dreaming?Things I don't believe in are Screaming! Pleading!I can't see them, yet I hear them.Do I fee...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 07:15:00 GMT

BLIND

BLIND My eyes close against a horde of debilitating memories.Beyond the protection of my eyelids I see an irreversable destiny.Scenes of unparalelled misery flashing - dancing across the movie screen ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 07:11:00 GMT

Melancholia

Melancholia Melancholia in the waking hour,when the dismal Night has lost its power.When the Silver Moon has shut its eye, against the haunted, stillness of the sky.When the shadow's receed as the lig...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 09:15:00 GMT

I see

I see What is hidden can't be seen.What can't be seen scares you.You walk blindly, unexpecting, through the darkness,endlessly searching for the light.The light within; the voice in your heart, reachi...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 05:24:00 GMT

The Forgotten Grave

The Forgotten Grave Pale against the sun.In a sandy grave, her empty eyes tell a story.But who will stumble upon the pieces to listen?From the Sun scortched dessolation surroundingher she calls o...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 16:04:00 GMT

The Blushing Bride

The Blushing Bride What have you done?Why is she bleeding?Did she deserve the attack, the force of your beating?Or the broken arm, the eyes swollen shut.Did she deserver the knife you stuck in her bac...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 15:30:00 GMT

In the Basement

In the Basement Knock, Knock.The door was open.In the mirrored reflection our Host was absent.He beckoned us to follow, by the light of the candle,dancing on the back of the wind.Come i...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 10:29:00 GMT