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Tuesday, April 11, 2006


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Email! God, I made a huge mistake joining that RPG months ago. I really have no clue what I'm doing and now I have over 2,000 unread emails. Eck, I'm scaring myself. It's like everyday I sign in to Yahoo, there are at least eighty new messages. I get twenty every hour or so. And I haven't even done anything in the game...if I want to get caught up, I'd have to devote my entire day or more to read all the messages.
So nervewracking.

Cromartie High, you should check it out sometime if you get the chance. Interesting anime and manga, though I do prefer the manga.

The gang, such a bunch of troublemakers... *no duh*

Poem of the Day:


I Am

I am the horror that haunts you in the night
I am the chill that runs down your spine
I am your greatest fear in the twilight
I am your ever looming doom
I rise on Hallow Eve’s Night

You run, you hide
You can’t escape from me
I cause you terror, lurking behind
You’re scared, I know
Feeding off your fear, I’m right by your side

I stand alone with my wrath of fury
To invoke my ire upon you
So run, you mustn’t get weary
You can call me what you will
I am still your fear on Hallow Eve’s Night

You’re getting tired
And you’re losing all hope
I am behind you
I am lurking
You are the prey
I am the predator
So go run and play
Cause’ I am about to slay

Run
You better run
Run for all your life’s worth
It’s not much
Run your heart out
Make my job easier
On Hallow Eve’s Night

I am speeding death
Rushing towards your fate
Of impending death
I take you now
To your death
I shall follow you to the grave
Until your death

I am your doom
I am ever seeking
I am your Reaper
I am your fear
I am your terror
I am your master on Hallow Eve’s Night.


Erm, story behind the poem. This was the one that I submitted to poetry.com, although the version I submitted was shorter. *damn that twenty line limit* So, this is the first time that the original poem has been seen by anybody but me. It was around Halloween when I wrote this, so that's why it's like that. I guess you could also say that this reflects on the human fear of death. Touchy subject, I know. I was going to save this one for around Halloween this year, but it's so far away......so here you go.

Oh, and I did I mention my parents were seriously freaked when they read it? My mother even said that she was worried about me. Sheesh, I just like to write about deep things. Let's just say I spend a lot of my time thinking...

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