My name is Richard Holmes... I'm just a regular guy I suppose. Well maybe, I dunno. I'm not going to spend hours on here typing a bunch of random facts about me that no one will ever read so I guess on that note if you want to know something about me just ask. I'll probably tell you whatever I'm not shy.
- Member since August 11, 2006.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 698 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is ""The road to Hell is paved with narcodics."".
- I am a 21 year old man from Virginia (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm doing other things.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/lolli_decayed_garden
- I have 698 comments, 2 contests, 29 poems
Poems I'm focused on
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Cold dark eyes stare at me through the void of hollow existance chosen by gods against the demons of resistance
My Poetry
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Tumbling down emptyness stumbling upon black
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12 lines, 17 comments, December 23, 2007. In Pain
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rawrbby on October 24, 2008i miss you
where the hell are you? come back!♥ -
Barely Breathing on January 7, 2008Just sending a friendly "hello". Glad I stumbled accross your page, your poetry is great. I will read more soon.
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Exodus on December 13, 2007Hey hun,
I'm just checkin' up on you,
I haven't talked to you in a while so I'm making sure everything's alright
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lexie like woah on October 10, 2007ehhh
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my toys to break.
So none of the other kids can use 'em...
Amen.
If you have to dry the dishes
(Such an awful, boring chore)
If you have to dry the dishes
('Stead of going to the store)
If you have to dry the dishes
And you drop one on the floor--
Maybe they won't let you
Dry the dishes anymore.
There was a girl named Abigail
Who was taking a drive
Through the country
With her parents
When she spied a beautiful sad-eyed
Grey and white pony.
And next to it was a sign
That said,
FOR SALE--CHEAP.
"Oh," said Abigail,
"May I have that pony?
May I please?"
And her parents said,
"No you may not."
And Abigail said,
"But I MUST have that pony."
And her parents said,
"Well, you can have a nice butter pecan
Ice cream cone when we get home."
And Abigail said,
"I don't want a butter pecan
Ice cream cone,
I WANT THAT PONY--
I MUST HAVE THAT PONY."
And her parents said,
"Be quiet and stop nagging--
You're not getting that pony."
And Abigail began to cry and said,
"If I don't get that pony I'll die."
And her parents said, "You won't die.
No child ever died yet from not getting a pony."
And Abigail felt so bad
That when she got home she went to bed,
And she couldn't eat,
And she couldn't sleep,
And her heart was broken,
And she DID die--
All because of a pony
That her parents wouldn't buy.
(This is a good story
To read to your folks
When they won't buy
You something you want.)
