| oh gosh, I can never decide on an ID for these things. ...here is how I feel today. My nose is big ;?C |


ThanksTo feel useless, That is my greatest fear, To tell my story With no one to hearThanks
It may sound arrogant But I have something to give Helpful advice for many Because I decided to live.
I didn't do any harm
To me or any other But I conquered what I did With the help of man, god, and mother.
Between the four of us A miracle transpired I got to live to today And it leaves me inspired
My heart is full of compassion
And I'm happier than I've ever been Life is more important than anything Except for love that


I don't forgive you.Innocence turns to ash, As a wound to the past, A layer of filth is inexhaustibleI don't forgive you.
Coating my soul with tainted affection
Anger fills my mouth, Exception fills the air Fire ceases to burn
As pity takes it's turn
Remaining changed I get up, as the Dust falls to the floor,
Your amends remain silent, But I don't want them anymore.


Good SamaritanHello my name isGood Samaritan
Would you like a shoulder to cry on? Maybe I could sing a sad song, Because this journey is far too long, And you look so very alone.
Just helping someone in need Hope springs eternal
Planting a tiny seed,
If only in a dream.
Could you use someone just to sit next to? I dont really care if I dont know you, It looks like you need a hand. And I happen to have two. Just helping someone in need Hope springs eternal
Planting a tiny seed,
If only in a dream.


Monologe of Artist ExpressionToday I am writing just to write. Pressing my labored fingers to the corresponding keys to form words, which in turn echo my thoughts. But my thoughts are at a whisper. Letting my fingers lead the way, seemingly in circles. No story, no tale to tell. Dry is the well I dip my wishes and dreams that produce my serenade of poetry I sing to the world. Thats what I am, isn't it. A silent vocalist, unseen by peers, cheered by strangers. What an interesting idea. Only slightly depressing but mostly I remain mildly attentive at the idea. As I do with any Idea. Except love. Love I dream in color and music. How grandiose aMonologe of Artist Expression
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Life is like a zombie attack: escape is never an option.
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
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Life is like a zombie attack: escape is never an option.
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Stealing other's work is like a hickey you give your self : it doesn't count.
In the meantime, I'll be writing more creative works like poetry, prose, and stories.
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Life is like a zombie attack: escape is never an option.
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