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Interests: singing,dancing,writing,poems,kickboxin,hangin out with friends,shopping,meditation,wiccan magic,other shit


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Member Since: 6/23/2005

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Saturday, June 25, 2005

k, got a new poem, but im alil nervous of puttin it up
cus of copywritin n shit. im tryin to install the drive
thingy to make sure it cant b cpoywritin i'll post
it up 2morrow. It was inspired by this pic i found @                  
www.devianart.com, has the BEST
art on the web. after that pic i saw this other one n it kinda
reminded me of the pretty side of sirens:
http://www.devianart.com/devination/18415739/
 Ill post it tomorrow, night guys


Friday, June 24, 2005

hey guys, dude i'm sooo hella sore from yesterday.
I went kickboxin  w/  Livia  and the teacher  made 
the class like fuckin bootcamp. Nothin to say much 4 today...just tired
as hell..ill write sumthin for tomorrow. night guys



Thursday, June 23, 2005

another poem...bleh i drank like 4 cups of coffee ..won't be
 goin 2 sleep for a while..anyway..here's another one:

Hidden in your lies

the sun beats onto my eyes
yet all i see is darkness
i want your darkness
when i should bathe in light

you say you love me
but i see your possesed
i see your heart
breaking through your chest

i know your hiding
the darkness can't save you
no longer are you free
you live in hell
because you were expelled
from your devil's deal

i laugh when you melt
i cry when your gone
i saw you hiding
waiting for me
how could ive joined you
you were never there
your soul is gone


Hey all, holy crap i haven't been on a xanga in a while.. anywayz, this'll be my angsty poem place from now on..hehe.

i see maddness
a girl with every pure fiber
her blood cry calls to me
as oceans flow from her pools of amber
and blood is printed on her walls
glass glistens like moonbeams on her skin
yet noone saves her soul
i see madness
but i hear no savior's drumbeat
her demons run wild like she once had
in her own essence she hides
waiting for the drumbeat of death