I am on this walk. I am, through life. Smelling every flower with a disection. An outcast, living with the mute, lame, and deaf. I kiss reality with questions. Ideas like platelets run through my arms. invicincibility inside of me. un polished.
- Last seen on Nov 16 3:32 AM 2006. Member since November 15, 2002.
- I'm a amethyst understanding poet for 29 comments.
- I am a guy (USA)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Visual Story lender.
- I have 29 comments, 22 poems
My Poetry
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in the back of my mind lies march's dealings.
Misguided judgement: blacks the day.27 lines, 5 comments, September 17, 2003. In Angst -
has my puppet master cut his strings...
my arms ache, where the ropes used to be.16 lines, 3 comments, July 31, 2003. In Spiritual -
it was time for us to figure who the rat was.
MR. white, was poker faced. so i knew it was him.30 lines, 3 comments, July 24, 2003. In Other -
You can only close your eyes so tight.
The interval between heaven and hell,50 lines, June 24, 2003. In Abuse
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Keyser Soze on November 28, 2003'Kissing reality with questions.' Thatis by far one of the most beautifully crafted, most clever lines I have ever heard. Just for that I shall read each and every one of your poems. Very impressive!
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faceless on June 24, 2003i didn't know clock towers exist.
