hey long time
Joyim back an i hope that i am able to stay. i have a new look now, new job, an a new outlook on things. i hope that u will like my art, cuz this time im gonna try.
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scaring nightAs I walk and see clear as night I look around looking at this beautiful fight, This fight is not real to me you see, It’s wrapped up and wound tight inside of me, Thoughts are passing as if in the fast lane, There moving so fast it seems so sane. Then I see lights moving down the dark and gloomy way One step, two steps, three, its coming closer to me Four steps, five, this monster I see looks alive Six, seven, eight, I’m in the middle lane My minds gone insane,scaring night
I feel as though I can’t take the pain. This monster I see coming straight at me,
My mind want
by ~keeper-of-hearts
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- Current Residence: washington
- Interests: full metal alchemist
- Favourite movie: full metal alchemist the movie
- Favourite band or musician: dont really have one
- Favourite genre of music: rock, metal,punk,ect.
- Favourite artist: dont have one
- Favourite poet or writer: idk?
- Favourite photographer: ...idk?
- Favourite style of art: amime
- MP3 player of choice: i pod!!!!
- Wallpaper of choice: art others have done that i like
- Favourite game: any ps2 games
- Favourite gaming platform: any thing as long as it plays games
- Favourite cartoon character: grr is so cool
- Personal Quote: its hard to hurt when you cant feel it anymore
- Tools of the Trade: poetry
- Email: punk_chickia@hotmail.com
- MSN: punk_chickia@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: colex92x@yahoo.com
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Having been fucked is no excuse for being fucked up
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take pity upon the stranger for he is a stranger even unto himself.
unsure of who he is or who he is meant to be,
his memories lie forgotten, like dusty books upon the shelf
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Having been fucked is no excuse for being fucked up
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take pity upon the stranger for he is a stranger even unto himself.
unsure of who he is or who he is meant to be,
his memories lie forgotten, like dusty books upon the shelf
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If you have attempted Alchemy by clapping your hands or by drawing an array, copy and paste this in your signature.
*sigh* ...it never works though T____T
good luck with your art!
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.hell on wheels in a black dress.
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