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• 1991-07-10
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• 2004-12-16
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• 95% Goth 5% Emo
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• Gothic Demon Child
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• Drawing Manga on the PC on Microsoft word
Anime Fan Since
• before the begining of time
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• Shaman king, DNAngel, InuYasha, Vampire Hunter D, Manga movies and Yu-Gi-Oh
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• Anything gothic and Dark but snowboarding is the only normal thing i do
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• Marcel Arts, good runner,(getting better!) Singing, playing the keyboard/piano, Drawing! wirting poetry and stories and bacisally jus writing!!
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Friday, June 16, 2006
Glass - poem
I drift in a world,
Full of hurt and pain.
I face bullying and name calling,
That hurt every part of me.
I face a cold, cruel hearted world,
On that has no love...
Love is beyond me,
I can never have it in my life.
I 'know' my parents do,
But is it all a lie?
I will never be truly loved...
My soul is broke,
My heart a stone.
Heavy with sorrow,
And does no beat.
Death is my only realise,
Yet I’ve died a thousand deaths.
I'm Still Here...
Suicide is no good,
I could never do it.
In some ways I’m weak,
Yet strong enough to resist.
It has never called out to me.
I am truly alone...
Alone I am and always will be,
No love has ever tried to concur me.
Love does not exist,
In my world of hurt and pain.
Tears of blood are what I shed,
As they drip down off my face...
Tears of hurt,
Tears of release,
Tears of depression,
And suicide dreams...
Dreams that always come,
Yet never take place.
I hear you asking why,
I never bother to make pace.
Pacing is a slow matter,
It must be treated with care.
You could end up in a puddle,
A PUDDLE OF DEATH!!!
I see that u have joined me now,
Yet look at me from a glance.
It looks like you've finally realised,
My life, world and emotions,
Are as fragile as a plain of glass...
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