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Sunday, 18 January 2004


Giving up is an acceptance, but letting go is a failure.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 8:23 PM CST
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Who is to blame?
And the list goes on? another step, and longer road.
If I had a problem I?d be angry, if I had a lust I could fill it. But pity I will never have. Empathy yes, I might have lots, But unconditional sympathy, what a vulgar thing. Don?t waste my time. To each is his own. How hypocritical I must seem right now. A jerk I have become, low rotten, and careless. I have the best backing in only the worst mindset. O but a dream I once had, o but a dream I have forgot. ?I may be bad, but I feel so good?

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 8:20 PM CST
Updated: Sunday, 25 January 2004 1:54 PM CST
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Friday, 2 January 2004

Stop Whining.
need to take control. I could call each day and keep the faith up. I?ve been walking that old road far to long now. Time to change take it back. Work hard and don?t give up. Time to stop my mind. Need to stop having long talks about every thing. They have done nothing good for me. Nothing. Only boost my confidence, and make me full of despair. Anger is much for useful. I must keep the control. I lost most of it last year. Well no more.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 9:49 AM CST
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Saturday, 27 December 2003


If you could read my mind, would you listen to what I have to say?
I could hear her crying on the receiver. If you were blind, would there be a point to color? I could feel each tear roll down her cheek. ?Anger? the more I pound this fist, the more broken I become. I can see the blood in my hands. Damn HIM. I?m scared of what I might do.
Please be happy, or let me cry with you.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 11:35 AM CST
Updated: Saturday, 27 December 2003 11:36 AM CST
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Thursday, 25 December 2003

Not at all?
Time falls in line, once more I am forced to consent. Words in your bed, the last to sleep, and reasons to dream. Your hopes, what I might want. And reason to forgive. The last thing you can say to a lover in the dark. May my love find you one day.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 1:09 AM CST
Updated: Saturday, 27 December 2003 11:35 AM CST
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Monday, 15 December 2003


You know any one who you couldn't even think about living without? life?s fucked sometimes. Its fucked now. I got what I want. And I hate my self for it. Funny, it still puts a smile on my face. I just can?t see the wrong, well if it is wrong. Did I get my wish? That is ill only know when its all over. I hate you, I love you. Pick one.
I?m so confused. It?s been some time for poor Morgan. Time alone, time to think, time to forget. Stop asking why. Why not? Would be much better. Why not? I can play the ass. Why not? I can get what I want for once. Why not? I can have what I never wanted. I just don?t know any more. Yet it makes sense.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:33 PM CST
Updated: Sunday, 21 December 2003 10:05 PM CST
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I know no reasons for my action other than pure lust. Yet I think for the better of its ending course. Can I maintain this blind love, not to punish but to leap a slack. What will come of the girl they call never? Or the boy who would only forever? I hope to seek any answer, under the timeless fight for this disaster. I could only watch my actions fall to place. For the kindness I my lack could bring out the love she once had. I can?t speak more, or I might think this to be the end. Still the each book has a binging, just how long till I read its end.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 2:38 AM CST
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Friday, 12 December 2003


Realy, stop the bullshit. Each to his own has problems. so keep with the facesucking, and stop bitching. I see no point to this part of my life. You got a Problem? How Cute, well wait your own dam turn. We all lead fucked up lives, save some Consern for the Broken. Then Shoot them all.
Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brians. Fuck Drama, Fuck Post Monderm Fame, and Fuck you A&M Corpus.
*****
Life will go on. you can go forward, with out looking at the past. I remeber being Blind for a long time. Now is one of those days.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 8:28 AM CST
Updated: Friday, 12 December 2003 8:38 AM CST
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Wednesday, 10 December 2003


Somtimes it just won't burn.
Dam it all.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 10:29 PM CST
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A blaze in the heart can only die if you allow the justification go away. There is no reasoning, no rules, no boundaries, and no end to love. Make a spark and hope for the flame. But either one can burn you. Some scars are worth keeping. Keep on Burning.
*****
Its hard to predict people. Why is it easy to give up, but hard to let go? Giving up is an acceptance, but letting go is a failure.
i dont know what i want, only who i am.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 5:07 AM CST
Updated: Thursday, 11 December 2003 12:13 AM CST
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