My soul has been destroyed,
you fiends have killed and
raped it to total carnage,
all that remains is my sad, weak, pethetic body, yearning for the surcease of sorrow.
Now sad and lonely, i pray that brighter eyes
i see through tomarow.
Shinging through the moonlit heavens,
stars are the diamonds of the sky.
Fantasitc, enchanted, radiant and rare.
Stars are the hopes that occupy the sky.
The blazed mountains beyond,
dazzle with a sigh
Thumb thick timbers over the land of the mountains,
with a sense of some pride.
The pebbles and stones lay crumpled in heaps.
The stones are cold amidst my feet.
With a breeze cool in my face,
balmy gusts shatter the silence.
The sky shimmers like diamonds,
how beautiful a sight,
the moon brilliantly shines,
showering me with light
Here, within this wicked, yet feeble mizzle,
you may find my moribund heart,
though the pain does not drizzle,
from this life it entreats me to part.
a stagnant puddle of water,
water is the blood of my heart,
if i have been a victim of slaughter
you could see my blood to be less dense,
that is why it is water, forver: hence,
thus the warmth from my veins departs,
departs the stagnant, moribund chambers of my heart.
if you told her
that you loved her,
and your heart was denied,
if you ever
really loved her,
wouldn't you have cried?
i tried to tell you
that i am happy,
i'm sorry to say i lied,
how can i be so happy
after all these hours i've cried?
we tried to see
what you and me
could be,
i'm not a flea,
it's not your fault
that my heart died,
it's not your fault,
before i met you i still cried.
Current Residence: San Luis Obispo CA Favourite genre of music: Alternative Favourite style of art: Surrealism Operating System: XP, 2.6ghx, 80gig Personal Quote: God Is dead
Ok here we go...
This is the first time ive been on deviant art since december and with a new camera im going to take a stab at photography.
I relized how stupid i was with my old art, ive matured for the better i believe.
So now im going to upload some pics... these are just some experiments.
ps, on my photos please do not negativly critizise or say they suck for you have no right to judge, but instead offer some help or ideas, for this is a jump in a totally new direction for me. my photo style is kinda spontneos pictures of random people ive never seen in my life
I saw the Phantom of the Opera and I must say it was rather good. They could have casted better vocalists and it will never be as good as when Michael Crawford (the best bari-tone alive) and Sarah Brightman sang it. But it was good none the less.
Something circulating over chat messgaes...
I am the American male and I am everything they tell me to be.
I got up this morning, rolled over and grabbed my wife's tit. She was barely awake but I convinced her to fuck me anyway. I tried to put it in her ass but she wouldn't let me. I would leave her, but she sucks good cock
My son was still sleeping. I made him go to bed early last night because he's trying out for the football team tomorrow - gonna be a quarterback, just like his old man. I made breakfast myself, because my wife is a lazy bitch. I would leave her, but she's got a pussy like a 15 year old - tight and wet.