The things I write are all figments of your imagination. I am the last great mystery.
- Last seen on Nov 14 9:54 PM. Member since April 14, 2005.
- I'm a moonstone path poet for 514 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "weary".
- I am a 21 year old guy from Pennsylvania (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm an international man of mystery.















- I have 514 comments, 1 contest, 102 poems, 3 stories, 1 philosophy
My Poetry
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Your love is like a lightning bolt
Beautifully powerful, electric18 lines, 4 comments, April 12 -
I've got something that I need to say
I don't feel the same way41 lines, 4 comments, November 7, 2008. In Lyrics -
I know you don’t believe me when I say that I am sorry How could you be? You ask, but it’s like this Laurie,39 lines, 3 comments, July 2, 2008
My Stories
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/ The Rick Brady that lay dying in his mud brick cell was not the same man he once was. No longer the strong, robust Naval Airmen that set
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A shovel hits the dirt, again, and again. He has been working for hours and he is almost finished. He knows his plan is perfect, no one will ever know what he has done. Anthony
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PassionsPromise on April 14
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I got the chains -
PassionsPromise on April 13JUst stopping in Lover, I brought the handcuffs and the whip (but shhh you werent suppose to see the last)

Love ya
Passions -
Kelly2heart on June 21, 2007Just stopped by to say "Hi" and see if you had been writing anything "new" ehem! LOL
May you be blessed in all you do
~Kelly -
PassionsPromise : HAHA HA You Know Me!! on June 20, 2007hi sweetheart, I have been missing you , i hope your well , and you know me angel i have to come and decorate your page.

Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m
**The wind whistles, echoes howl through empty streets, Your neighbor, it is I, can feel a raging heart beat My knees become weak, as i search high and low for my friend, shivers strike me, leaving me on rigid end fog creeps in, i can smell my own fear or is it I, or that of soemone near Child....of...the...night...where are you Huney Im here, i kneel, what am i to do?? Your hands gently upon my shoulder, i cringe for the one now replacing you, a face thats been synged his face peeling on the left, his right remains intact I shake my head trying to move, i was knocked back *darkness engulfs me, i make one final plea Child I miss you, i need you here with me...** Body elevates, disappearing within the skies... Yea hun im in a mood. LOVE YOU!! *your eerie neighbor, and adoring fan TORY
