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« on: August 23, 2004, 10:19:23 PM »
Hey all you cats and kittens post books you wrote even poems, songs, and/or thesis's.
you all think that you know me but you don't! Hey brake out start a revalution I say peace. To all those girls that need a friend or lover I am here 12-16 only.

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« Reply #1 on: August 23, 2004, 10:25:09 PM »
My Own Stories.

I See Myself

Every day I see myself walking down those halls talking to my friends, those I love Though they donít love me, and those who love me but I not them. I see myself hand Raised trying to impress my love interest with intellect. I see the one who likes my trying to be cute with a shirt 1 size to small for her as I sing the song of rivers. I see my self-Typing away listening to music and giving birth to this work of art.

If

If I was strong would
I fight for what is good or
Fight for what is bad?

Nature X2

Every day thereís trees
Every day thereís flowers and
Every day Iím sick
For humans tear this
Down and donít shed a
Tear of remorse wrong

I

I love for I fear
I want to hold her tight for
I love her deeply

Every

Every time the wind blows I see your face my dear one for the one time of Day that I spend looking at your beautiful lips move I simply melt inside of this Overweight exterior with a strong lover, friend, and ever guarding protester of those who Think it is hopeless inside is replaced with A pool of compassion over a sky of love. That is how much I love you.

Me

You ask me who I am I tell you now. I am a person that sets his trends not follows.
I am a person who is not shallow. I am not who you want me to be unless of coarse you Like me for me. I can take what you can throw. Bring it on I will beat you for sure.
Ask not what ith wrong with me? Cause its no secret I have my soul. You are a mimic Not true to your soul. How pathetic that you are all alone. You have friends how really Donít like you but your popular so they hang I want to bite you all. I have not been
Striped of my soul. I am me thatís all you need to know.

Really

Really now you say you do that for coke? Pathetic you will do anything for coke get better for the sake of your soul.

Life

Life is the prequel to our quest the beginning is death.

Death

This is the beginning not the end go to limbo try for heaven or be cursed to hell.
you all think that you know me but you don't! Hey brake out start a revalution I say peace. To all those girls that need a friend or lover I am here 12-16 only.

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« Reply #2 on: September 02, 2004, 10:52:50 AM »
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« Reply #3 on: December 06, 2004, 07:38:52 PM »
Does anyone know of any books written in Angelica?

Lucas
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« Reply #4 on: December 06, 2004, 07:46:53 PM »
Right now I'm writting a book and of course I have a large catalog of poetry.  My favorite songwritter is Dax Riggs.  Ever heard of him?

Here is one of mine

Breathe a new

Hark!
The severed angel screams
The sun is swarmed by fallen clouds
so dark the fall of broken dreams
where blood can bleed on bleeding crouds
when the earth can open wide like the hungry, confused mouth of question, only then can you confide in the death of all mankind
a twitch of a thought could end it all
if you really believed it
so I know I tried and I did fall
into the wasted oblivion we all shall go  
I knew of a casket child that was better off  
some of us just need to hit our reset buttons  
some of us just need to die  
want no longer infects us  
it's not our choice to be cast here  
it's only our collective mess.  
Mourn when a child is born rejoice when they meet death
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« Reply #5 on: December 06, 2004, 08:05:13 PM »
Divination

In the deapest recesses of my mind
the Hantu Kubor pray on me
Reach through the brain matter to find
moldy old abbadons of animosity
use the marestone and fapisia
to drive the Hannon tramp away
shards of amythist break the skin of my head
as twitch untill the break of day
The twins giving peace within the city
while driving everone of us to mars
now the world won't look so pretty
when they beat you down with bars
the goat preceides to rape the waterbearer
the scorpio still farks the gemini
Lions cry when they see the ring wearer
and pieces eyes are always fixed apoun the sky
in dreams I see this
it's all natural
an endless abyss
it's all written on the wall
When I finnaly get to sleep
I'm almost on the Isle of man
when the reapers do come to reap
we kill them off the best we can
from Herkimer the dimonds come to help me
on blackend turmoline I pray
to fall asleep and never awaken
that would surely make my day.


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« Reply #6 on: December 08, 2004, 04:02:41 PM »
It's messed up how a person who studies and believes in demons is considered insane.
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« Reply #7 on: December 30, 2004, 07:49:40 PM »
Lovers reply.


The maiden turns to the strange man and says to him" I would never hurt you intentionally and so I caution you now. these paths you choose and the path you shun have all thier woes and joys.

the path you shun isthe easiest for it is pave but if you tread down it you shall not learn and you willl be forsaking love.

the path on the right is a narow path up a steep way and one misstep will cause lossof your love and loss of trust.

the path in the middle is easier and safer but it is dense and wooded. we must hold tight to one another and be firm in one another's judgements."

 she takes his hand in hers." we must have the courage to see the words we can't say and courage to sya the words we can't see."
" 'tis now the witching time of night,
when churchyards yawn and hell itself breaths out contagion to this world,
now, could I drink hot blood, and do such bitter business as the day would quake to look on."
~Hamlet

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« Reply #8 on: March 18, 2005, 08:24:49 AM »
Quote from: Lucas Theroux
It's messed up how a person who studies and believes in demons is considered insane.


so true...
Live it, Breathe it, Be it.