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My life = God, Music and Poetry. I play and write music, which is very much intertwined with poetry, although lyrics do have their differences with poetry. I'm a Christian and Christ is the center point of my life, at least I try to make it that way. Pen, guitar, voice, piano, and whatever else I can get my hands on are my tools for expressing emotions. I love life, and am not a depressed sort of person, though I am prone to the occasional sad thought . Lately I find I have less to inspire me, mainly because I my days of being with my high school friends day-to-day have ended, unfortunately. Though I see some of them often, I deeply miss those I do not see. I also have fewer women in my life, heh heh, and let's face it, they write my poetry for me, in a manner of speaking.

Here's a quote from my best AP friend, JamesLinde:

It’s a beautiful day
You’ve lost all your words
Salvation’s left you speechless
Joyful disbelief at this display
Grace is a sunrise for the soul.

Since I don't quote myself, much. This one verse is the closest anyone has gotten to speaking my heart.

  • Last seen right now. Member since May 13, 2008.
  • I'm a amethyst understanding poet for 29 comments.
  • My mood is , and quote is "thoughtful.".
  • I am a 18 year old man (Canada)
  • When I'm not writing, I'm grooving..
  • I have 29 comments, 34 poems, 1 story

My Poetry

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  • Second Family
    We could see it through the trees
    It sparkled, in an odd way.
    50 lines, 1 comment, November 24
  • Flight
    The sea is smooth,
    as though it could catch me
    28 lines, November 24
  • Home
    At home, I wait
    warm, amidst the cold
    30 lines, November 24
  • Flight
    The sea is smooth,
    as though it could catch me
    27 lines, November 16

My Stories

  • Larry
    I met Larry at a bus stop, though I didn't really want to. Waiting impatiently, I sat in a resigned slouch, the sort of posture that told people to stay away. Or so I thought. Larry was a small man, dressed in plain shorts an
    783 lines, March 19. In 600-2000 words

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