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Dark Reflection

Saturday, 1 April 2006

Winds of change?
Now Playing: Vage - Orgy
I might seem that after 1 year, and giving up something good has shown up in my life once. More. U never know the future, and often the past find you. So life might be new. Life might be promising. But what ever it brings I will meet it with a smile.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 2:38 AM CST
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Monday, 20 June 2005

I Hate Strawberries
I’ve yet to be this paralyzed with disappointment. So uncertain and completely unclear why it got so bad. Who the fuck is this person? Each day I realize that I don’t know one Damn thing about you, and what I see from time to time, makes me hate you. I don’t care for emotionless people, I don’t care for heartless assholes, and I can’t stand whores. I hate the way I'm left in the dark, and still I shed light, I say “no that can’t be and ill find out the reasons why” But there are none, each time I find nothing, nothing but more disappointment, and more lack of compaction. In love with a total heartless bitch. Fuck your hopes fuck, your dreams and fuck your pain. But Fuck me most of all, for allowing my self to be a better person, for opening my heart the worthless followers of selfishness.
Stab me a little deeper next time. They never kill only, leave scares.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 11:01 AM CDT
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Thursday, 10 March 2005


Take my love.
Take my land.
Take me where I cannot stand.
I don’t care, I’m still free.
You can’t take the sky from me.

Take me out
to the black.
Tell ‘em I ain’t comin’ back.
Burn the land and boil the sea.
You can’t take the sky from me.

Have no place
I can be
Since I found Serenity.
But you can’t take the sky from me.


Posted by poetry/shadowman at 10:10 PM CST
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Tuesday, 8 March 2005


Exactly to the day.
The limit is seven.
Everything will be missed.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 5:34 PM CST
Updated: Tuesday, 8 March 2005 5:36 PM CST
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Monday, 7 March 2005

The Shadow Forecast Update.
Keeping my head low now, plowing through this semester.
Classes going Vary slow (not a good thing), and work is driving me insane, not to mention I decided to get a second job. Looks like I'm making more money; but getting no time to spend any of it.
This last week has been exceptionally bad,
Losing sleep and getting a sore throat, only made my 3 papers, and exam all the more debilitating. Just 2 exams this week, then Bliss. A week off with nothing to do, I’ll probably clean and go to the damn beach for once.
I’ve come to realize my apartment reflects my emotional stability.
If life treating my good, its clean, everything is in its place, and I enjoy relaxing.
But when I'm banging my head ageist the wall, meeting dead lines, and crying on the phone every night. My room turns into a crime scene.
(I’ve started chalking my body to the floor, not sure on how big to make the blood splatter, any impute would appreciated)

I feel like I'm neck height in shit.
Yea it smells bad, but its warm and comfy I'm too tired to pull myself out.
“O the Angst”

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 1:56 PM CST
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Tuesday, 22 February 2005


Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream
of what I need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

Through the wind end the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 7:42 AM CST
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Monday, 21 February 2005


Each day more resentment fills my life.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 7:11 PM CST
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Tuesday, 15 February 2005

Orgy - I can’t take this
I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
‘Cause this is f*****g up my mind
I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
‘Cause this is f*****g up my mind

What’s eating at you now?
I can see right through you
No I’m not complaining
But you’re running out of time

So what’s become of this?
Just frowning faces
No more skeletons hiding
No point in confining
What needs to get out

Something inside of me
Has got me tripping on you
And I can’t explain it
Maybe you’re just no good for me
After all
Don’t want it
Don’t want it
Don’t want it

I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
‘Cause this is f*****g up my mind
I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
‘Cause this is f*****g up my mind

Now that I’m reading between the lines
I need to leave this alone
I know with so much rejection
How could I be satisfied
Can you face it, not at all
Is it possible that it could be you
Who makes the mistakes

Something inside of me
Has got me tripping on you
And I can’t explain it
Maybe you’re just no good for me
After all

I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
No I can’t take this
‘Cause this is f*****g up my mind

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 9:06 AM CST
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Friday, 11 February 2005


Learning to embrace life.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:10 PM CST
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Wednesday, 9 February 2005


Every person is equally valuable.
Harming others, or yourself, in any way, is unacceptable.
Honesty is critical to survival, and the ability to handle the truth must be developed as quickly as possible.
The Universe is glorious, and should be experienced to the fullest.
Love, as the ultimate personal expression of one-ness with another, must spread to encompass everyone

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 8:03 PM CST
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