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Friday, 13 August 2004

Do you have the time?
Tick, tock, bacons the clock.
Time to reset the past days, time to synchronize ones motives. Keep a watch at hand, and emotion inside. Were am I, where will I be. This time, were will I be needed most.
Must I always be some were? I don?t enjoy living in the 4th dimension.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:52 PM CDT
Updated: Friday, 13 August 2004 3:55 PM CDT
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Thursday, 12 August 2004

Lantern?s Light
I seem to lack the courage for my conviction; I fear I might grow to be a bother. The world has changed. I see the world the as I once did. Nothing has changed, but all things look to have moved. Moved on the up, and spun round and round.. I landed on top.
Can I better myself?
Things are moving strong now. My g/f's starting school soon, I?m stuck in corpus being a bitch to the A&M UC. My roommate?s been go for 2 days, and not getting back till Sunday. I hate having no one around. My other friends are all working. I wake up, I work, I eat; normally in that order. My school life is becoming so repetitive. I need class to start, need something to do, other than drinking and computer games. Hell I?m dieing for October. I?m going to hit the winter swells hard this year. Plus I can?t wait for Halloween. It?s going to rock!

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 12:38 PM CDT
Updated: Friday, 13 August 2004 12:50 AM CDT
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No Regrets
What started as just an adventure
now means more than I can measure.
My every hour contains thoughts of you
and how these weeks just flew.

I think of the years I've spent in solitude,
and how knowing you has changed my attitude.
These feelings have long been asleep
buried down inside, oh so deep.

When I think of you
a sunbeam breaks through
the clouds and haze
that are the norm of my days.

You've given me a gift
and caused my world to shift.
My heart is the master of my fate
so I give it to you to take.

You rouse in me such a passion,
unbelievable chemistry and attraction.
I'd forgotten what it is to feel desire,
to want, to need, to experience such fire.

I haven't written a poem since long ago
but I felt compelled to let you know

to Lindsay

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 12:36 PM CDT
Updated: Friday, 13 August 2004 12:50 AM CDT
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Wednesday, 11 August 2004

3 little words
I ask for mercy almost never. Tonight I broke that oath, and I prayed. It hurts me so to watch the pain of another. Another so dear to me, so vital, so close to my heart. I can?t rest, I can?t rest knowing she can?t sleep in perfect slumber. I wish her strength, I wish her happiness, I wish her love. I wish myself to fix it all. We just all want to be happy. Try this, don?t think of the future. Look at the Now.
I?m happy now, I?m ecstatic now. What are you right now?

today, tomorrow, the last. Who cares if prediction says a week, Enjoy the week. What if fortune cookie says a year. Make it the best year. What if I say forever?
Love? that?s forever too.

?we live from moment to moment. All you can do is work hard to make that moment, and when it happens; just sit down and enjoy all you worked for. It only lasts but that moment?
(Fight Club) ? the book you smucks.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 2:51 AM CDT
Updated: Thursday, 12 August 2004 12:04 PM CDT
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Tuesday, 10 August 2004


For Once, "Life Am Good"

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 12:44 AM CDT
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Monday, 9 August 2004

Burnination
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!!!

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 2:26 AM CDT
Updated: Tuesday, 10 August 2004 8:32 PM CDT
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Saturday, 7 August 2004

" I can't believe ... I just can't please."
i never want to here that agin.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:39 PM CDT
Updated: Saturday, 7 August 2004 3:42 PM CDT
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Skylight
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

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 4:23 AM CDT
Updated: Sunday, 8 August 2004 12:06 AM CDT
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Thursday, 5 August 2004

Pink Nails
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.

Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:18 PM CDT
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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.


Posted by poetry/shadowman at 3:33 AM CDT
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