For Once, "Life Am Good"
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Tuesday, 10 August 2004 For Once, "Life Am Good" Monday, 9 August 2004 Man today was long. Had to drive to H-town, work on my costume and go on a fir date. yea me dating haha its been a long time since I last took some one out. I made a number of mistakes, so out of practice, Need to get my charm working again. I got a Game at 10am, and family at night, got to find more time. Speak to the crows and sing ?a tale of fortune?. Morning wake to flocks of a feather, traveling for land of different weather. Cool nights, or sandy beaches? Fairy tales or blood sucking Leeches? You decide the morning flight, lands of hot seas and endless nights. Dare I speak the matter once fought, dare I question the feeling once thought. Dare I ponder the boy of never, or a girl forever? Can you Yell Fire? I'm On IT!!!
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Updated: Tuesday, 10 August 2004 8:32 PM CDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Saturday, 7 August 2004 i never want to here that agin.
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Updated: Saturday, 7 August 2004 3:42 PM CDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Dare I fall in love this night? A year of torment, years of waiting. O I want it all. i want to walk on the sands of time, i wish to leave a trail, an find a new meadow I yet explored. Sweet years of youth & rich time of age. Hope must drive all of this. Passion has be my devotion. Kiss the clouds and walk the sky; i rest in this Cold moon night; with rain & tears; eyes down to land, sky down to cheek. This night I found what has been lost to me. My words can only but dream to reach her in sleep, before the morning skylight. Sleep dear Maiden in the sky & awake among mornings kiss. Soon we shall meet to one and speak of only forgotten bliss. To Lindsay Morgan Allen 8/7/04
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Updated: Sunday, 8 August 2004 12:06 AM CDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Thursday, 5 August 2004 Every mans got a demon, and he can?t rest until he confronts it. I?m happy to say I can still smile at this age. When you?ve been hunting the impure for this long, its easy to forget your own humanity. ?Giving up is an acceptance, but letting go is a failure.? (Morgan A.) I forgot what that meant for a moment. I?m glade I was reminded. I could have thrown it all away in a quick flash of ignorance. Monday, 2 August 2004 17 years of my life, with out a first kiss. 3 years of depression, with out hope in sight. 6 years and counting for low self-confidence. This proves a point I Hate to Admit to. You cant be happy when you get every thing you want. I cant handle being in charge. I asked for this. Friends wonder what wrong with me. I tell them, they don?t know where to begin. I try to be nice, all ways do the right thing. I don?t know what is right and what it wrong any more. Do I? Continue and put my emotions to test? End it now and prevent pain that will come to one of use? I don?t want to lead her on. I don?t want to cut her off cold. There is no smooth in or out. Theirs always something left behind A finger print or a scar. The Choice has never been mine. I don?t know were to Begin. ()xxxx[];;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;> The full moon drove me mad this week, as the light filled the sky. I filled with anger, lust, pity, hope, fear, and confusion. What has happened to the boy that would forever, and the girl that would never. All these new faces. All the new games. No chance to win, but cheap to play. Can you afford a cheap thrill. Sunday, 1 August 2004 You ever convinced yourself? Ever held back your thoughts, Took time to weigh your self-worth? It doesn?t take much to tip that scale. Your thoughts for a penny, that?s pretty damn heavy. You ever paid full price for a seat, but only needed the edge? Like a roller coaster, your in for a ride. And this time, It?s your life. One turn, You?re begging not to hear the next crack of the whip. Take a dive, Then you?re on the floor begging for 5 more lashings. You ever been kissed and knew it was your last? You ever tasted the Steal beneath your teeth? All you do is lick the blade till it runs red. I?ve been there. Have you Ever considered ending your eyesight? May be then you could see just how cruel things are. I traced back the old trails, I've walked the sands of time. I?ve seen a snake that can smile. I've met a cancer victim who only thinks of the future. You could show me a total lack of confidence. And I?ll cry before my own reflection. Imagine carrying the weight of your own shadow. Dragging it behind you, dragging it through your past. It does shape who we are. A path we walk a path we leave, They?re all just tales or tragedy. Joy in are lives, that one thing we all seek. Truly said and falsely revered; Happiness lasts forever, in memory, But it is forgotten in a lifetime. By Morgan Allen Keep the lines open and cross a new path. I hate he way people make me feel. Does the good ever out way the bad? I had a long weekend. The sun rose 1 once, and the moon stayed still. A long night, a long regret, a short memory. Damn ass pirates, Damn Liberal cocktails. Dam society. the only people who ever tell it how it. I can?t decide whos worse. Fun, sure A memory, yea A good time, no clue Worth doing again? I need to under stand the first round.
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Updated: Sunday, 1 August 2004 11:17 AM CDT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Thursday, 29 July 2004 Riddles with Solutions, confused by puzzles. The mind works in strange ways, often with out my own favor. The cry for answers and a chat with the sleeping widows. Still unanswered I rest uneasy each night. Much to my own complication I wander. Why do I? Say Bother, say continue, rest, give up or push for a greater hope. Do I Bother? I know no answers I know only Questions. I grieve what might come to be the end of a first and only last look at the faceless voice. I wonder. Still I shall sleep and wonder. I wait. I Hate such sorrow I hate such waste of time. I loath only the things I Know to end. I know not what will not come from a forgotten fate. I know not what will drive me further into this bleak Escape. I know Nothing and yet I Am Mad? As all hell I hate it all. Bring down the wall and make the earth shake. Burn the Village and Plunder the sea. Stop it all. End this pain. I give. I give. And I quit I want it to end. I?m sorry, I feel weak. I?ll continue to burn. Tuesday, 27 July 2004 Tick Tock burns the Clock, a pendulum swing and the forgotten Not. Hearts can flutter as sun set; Drip drop brings cold sweat. Just another face, in a room full of whores. No I don?t mean much. But you seem to be So much better than before. I?ll be the Only one that knows just how you?ve been abused. Dieing bye myself tonight, You?re the best of me. I?m so much better than before. Last time we let him go, he missed two days of School, Lets get him back, Get Him back. You can?t escape what makes you Tragic you know. That?s what brings me to you. I wish I was Infinite and given my way. I?d be so fucking cool. When I?m feeling the rush, I look at you though different eyes. I never know my Thoughts could Televise. Tick Tock Burns the Clock. I Shall forget Not.
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