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Monday, March 28, 2005
One more thing....
...if any of you like Green day or Good Charlotte then ask me to put what ever video of theres you want theres a list at the bottom here.
Good Charlotte:
1.I just wanna live
2.Predictable
Green day;
1.American Idiot
2.Boulevard of broken Dreams
3.Longview
4.Welcome to paradise
5.Basket case
6.Brainstew/jaded
7.Hitchin' a ride
8.Nice guys finish last
9.Minority
10.Warning
11.When i come around
12.Geek stink breath
13.Last ride in
14.Redundant
15.Stuck with me
16.Good riddance (time of your life)
17.Waiting
18.Walking contradicion.
If any of these are spelt wrong well then i just have to say that i coun't spell for Shit.
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Hey
Wot up. Im back from a very long vacation oh hold on did i say long i ment boring vacation.Yeah it was sooooooo boring.Anyways whats been up at the Otaku latly 'cos i havent had the time to read the posty things.
P.s. Im gonna change my pic to Billie joe armstrong or Benji so be prepared.
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Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Parade of the dead.
The skull with a candle
through the top of its head
nothing to be said
therefore nothing to be heard
The ice has melted
and they'v all drop dead
i should have known from the start
its all my fault for not taken part
in the parade of the dead
through the blood shot streets
in the dead of night.
My shadow lays upon the ground
i hear not a sound
im still the Glass-puppet of the 21st century
with my arms in strings
with my head in bucket
with my head still spining
i am the glass-puppet!
Sliver..
Sliver crosses
sliver chains
sliver blood
and sliver veins
sliver pendets
sliver tags
sliver drink
and sliver fags!
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Sunday, March 13, 2005
New place
Iv got a new site on Vanpire freaks so sorz but i might not be on....hell i might delete my acount...kiding!Oh well just needed to tell yeh.Bye!
P.S. My regulars ROCK HARD.
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Friday, March 11, 2005
Hey im back
Sorry fro and my reculars i wotn't scare u again*eveil grin* sO WHATS UP today im just chillin talken to mates u know.
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Friday, March 4, 2005
Glass puppets and Raven's wings.
No one controls me
not the leaders
not the goverment
not even the birds that see
my own blood laying
upon the broken strings
that held me like a
glass puppet
not the strangers that saw
my head in a bucket
vomit and blood
esacping from my stomach
like water from a jug
like ashes from a fire
the wall grows higher
the ravens wings fall
like rain on my head
heavy and blood red
i know who i am
the wall is decaying
quickly yet slowly
i see the faces
of different races
the ones im ment to know,
but don't
they take my hand
and say...
your not alone glass puppet
take your head from the bucket
shake the heavey,blood red
feathers of the raven
and rest your spinning head
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Thursday, March 3, 2005
The parade of the dead.
The skull with a candle
through the top of its head
noting to be said
therefor notting to be heard
The ice has melted
and they'v all dropped dead
i should have known from the start
it's all my falut for not taking part
in the parade of the dead
through the streets of the dead
in the dark of the night
through the fields of the blight
My shadow lies upon the ground
i hear not a sound
im still the glass puppet
of the 21st century
with my arms in strings
with my head in a bucket
with my spinning mind
i am the glass puppet!
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Wednesday, March 2, 2005
What is the point?
Iv been stapped in the back by the one i called friend,
once to many times,
i trust none,
i feel noting,
once that clock has chimed,
If u can answer,
then plese hear,
What is a friend?
What is an enimy?
What is the point?
For death is very near.
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The one that chose to die.
I grip my fingers,
round my heart,
and squeeze,
until the blood flows out.
I fall to the ground,
on my knees,
amungst the dark,
willow trees.
I hear birds singing,
im glad to say,
that i won't see,
another day.
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Sunday, February 27, 2005
Whatevea
Im so annoyed with myself, i keep drawing the upmost shittyest crap and keep written the up most shittyest......shit.
Anyway heres a few poams.
Good bye my friend...
Bite your lip and cross your fingers,
go to the land of the dreams,
you feel your body slippin,going,gone
the friend you left behind is me,
Good bye my friend.
I won't die not like you..
Laugh and i will 2,
cry and so will i,
just remeber my head an't hollowed,
so when you jump off a bridge,
don't expected to be followed!
Ill write my script on tomorrow.
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