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LAMENTOFTHEUNDEAD
Age: 16
Location: Pike Lake MN
Joined On: May 14, 2006
Occupation: I flip burgers. JK
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New York
HotBoyKC17
Ohio
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hopeorfate
brooklyn,ct
so what is up guyyys??? if you're strange enough to read my bilboard, i'll speak of myself.... sooo, i like writing poetry (as you would know if you read them in my blogs, and hey, if ya do, leave comments, i wanna know how it made you feel), and i love drawing, and i hope to get some up here sometime soon. i love Johnny Depp and Tim Burton movies, zombie movies, and especially vampire movies... i am facinated by them... i made a little blue duck out of floam whom i named Gerald, and he is my joy... lol i have a soft spot for puppies... they're so CUTE!!! and i hate labels to a firey death. but i am proud to call myself Gothic because I am a part of the culture... other than that i hate them. but what i can't stand, is that some people can't see cultures, and use them as labels, instead of what they really are... they make me sick, and sadly i am surrounded by them every day... but yeah... i am a very friendly person, so feel free to talk to me anytime!!! leave comments, send messages, whatever... i'm open to anything!!! p.s. save the puppies... they need you... *dozes off, falls off chair* Im also the guitarist for this death metal band called Taphephobia. check out our aritst pv and add us!!!!!
Inside A 13th Century Iceberg
Deserted, all alone
In the ice, full of snow
Dripping, dripping, crimson flood
Stained dark, drenched in blood
Heart, patched with tape
In too deep, no escape
Howling wind, through the trees
Screaming loud, upon my knees
In pain, but I can't feel
Wounds too deep, can't be healed
Left here, no hope inside
Frozen, too cold to cry
Hourglass, time stands still
Shivering, urge to kill
Sharp metal razorblade
Too late, can't stay
Trapped so long, inside my head
It's true, life is better dead.
Empty Shell
I am just a shadow...a shadow of what never was...of what never could be...see through me...I am the darkness...lingering behind the light that is you...I am your image...I tell your stories...of how you are what never was...you are when never could be...
my friend Joe came up with the title. THANX JOE!!!
This Is Proof That You'll Never Get To Miami
lights flash by the window...I see the people passing by...as teh candlelight caresses my face...the darkness spreading like a sick disease...the cold eats me from the inside out...snowing in my veins...blood dense as silver...bleeding like the falling rain...loveless, the gift of immortality...what use is life when death lurks within you...a beating heart without a pulse...perched upon a spine of ice...walking through this hell...touch the looking glass...what's on the other side?...paradise?...surrounded by a life of broken mirrors.
Hey, I Wouldn't Shoot That Bird If I Were You
waiting...and watching...he sat. she had said she'd be back...her screaming voice rang loud in his ears...the rain was pouring, like his anger and tears...in her car she sat...with the baby crying in back...lightning flashed illuminating her face...she swerved on the road, telling herself she was a waste...he spilled his blood, she honked the horn...wide black wings, how the crows soared...there was an accident on route 95...a suicide note, he took the dive...when will everything be alright...sang the crows bathed in moonlight...when will anything be alright...
Black Horse
Morbid images flash through my skull
Consuming me, body and soul
The wind whips at me with no remorse
Rain washes away the remains of a mangled, dead horse
The house on the gray hill
It creaks, yet is perfectly still
The spirits inside begin to moan
Swining open and closed, the door, it groans
A timid young man
He saw me, he screamed, he ran
There is red on my hair's ends
On my shirt, and on my hands
Inside the horse, it hides
This story, you know, has two different sides
Frightening, gruesome, and nightmarish so
All of these things are in the story, you must know
He cam quickly, dragging a body through the mud
He slammed it down with a mighty thud
Roping the horse, he pulled it over
He pulled out a knife, and it's head was a sever
Aha, but that is not all
For there was more, after the horse took its fall
The shudders in that house crashed open
Lighteneing struck the chiminey, it started smoking
The man then cut the horse's belly
It began spilling out, strawberry red, like jelly
He curled up the man, stuffed him inside
The look on his face, was ever so snide
The man ran away, thinking no one would know
But the man was wrong, terribly wrong, seemed it so
I knew his dirtly little secret
A secret, I regret
Night terrors, they haunt me
The man horse and blood everynight I see
The way he molded the body
Flesh wet, old, and soggy... and bloody
Morbid images flash through my skull
Consuming me, mind body and soul
The wind whips at me with no remorse
As I stare at the remains of that mangled, black horse
(it's not perfect, i wrote it a long time ago...)
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posted Jul 11
xtoxwhomxitxmayxconcernx
i\'m gonna miss all you guys at hermantown. :[ katte.
posted Dec 01
xxxSKATER_ELMOxxx
wats up kensie
posted Nov 14
Drowning Jellyfish
i kno =( i am really sorry. nothing really happens in
here. like a nerd, i study really hard for going to a
college now. i know its not fun at all, but i cant
complain about it. how about urself??? i am really want
to hear something from u.
posted Nov 03
xCorexDancerx
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posted Nov 03