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In the midst of things that last, there lies the ruin of our past.
by Xadrian
24 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 12 1:53 AM 2008
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Twisted metal, molten form, with copper wire to adorn,
by Xadrian
13 lines,
on Oct 20 11:05 PM 2008
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Here's another note to self, so soon forgotten on the shelf,
by Xadrian
17 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 20 6:39 PM 2008
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There are times when life is fleeting, when memories are far too much.
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Okay, so the meter is a bit off, but I speak the lines a little different than people will read them. It's spoken word basically. Hope yo
by Xadrian
58 lines, 33 comments,
on Mar 18 5:55 PM 2007
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I close my eyes to see my truth, the choices that I must, make before the end of youth, before dreams turn to dust.
by Xadrian
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 22 7:53 AM 2006
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Written for a friend.
by Xadrian
15 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 15 7:52 AM 2006
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A sort of ballad... umm... midevil style. lol
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An old poem I wrote. I don't know if I like it.
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First poem I've written in a while... Nothing much...
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This is a song I wrote a while ago... I've yet to find anyone to sing it.
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My hands on the knife,
a life with no friend,
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All that seems to stay,
and all that seems to bend,
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What lie did lead the lovers on,
Whose hand did grasp the blade?
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Strange one... I found it under my big book of randomness.
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Another installment to my 'Of Midnight's Dreaming' thing. I'm not sure if it's book material. >.<
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It’s odd how things change so quickly. How two weeks seemed like two months. There’s that separation from the sense of time. I suppose it will pass, in the p
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A non-fiction story. More of a memory than not.
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I watched the bullet being made,
it shimmered like the sun.
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I am the new Promethius,
The buildings burn so bright.
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All that glitters is cold,
and the stars are only fire.
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After all is said and done,
can you find the strength to live?
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http://images.thedilly.com/users/2004/01/22/Xadrian/gallery/Take_2_razor_1.jpg
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Life is in the beholder's eye,
eternity at a glance.
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I kissed your bloody lips,
licked away the red.
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Sitting here as I write these words,
I see my image blur.
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Just a quick poem... Nothing too good...
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