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The OneA wild love that I cannot restrain. A wonderful bond that I cannot explain. These are the things that I share with her. And all are constantly better than they were. I have something, now, that I simply adore. No one could possibly love her more. She is the one that I dream of at night. She is the one that takes away the fright.The One
Why has she chosen someone like me? She is so perfect, and I am just… me… I can honestly say that I love her like a wife. She means more to me than my own life. I’d gladly die to save her any day. I’d do anything to help her in any wa
by ~Daemon-March
What Friends are ForI'm always rushing into these things. I'm a little surprised I haven't given any rings. I tried not to hurry, and just let it play along. Just let it play out, like a bittersweet song. But I just couldn't, I rushed on in. You can probably guess what happened then. This person that my heart bleeds for now, Is beautiful, I just couldn't tell you how.What Friends are For
I thought I could love her with all my heart. I had feelings from her right from the start. But this might be the problem with me. I let my feelings and emotions run free. Some people might say I'm a hopeless romantic. &
by ~Daemon-March
The Day AfterAnd now I'm here at school this day. I simply want to run away. Her face still haunts me in my dreams. I'll never get over her, it seems. Without her warmth, I feel so cold. I feel as though my heart's been sold. There's this emptiness inside me. A hole, with no bottom to see.The Day After
My heart into this hole has fell. With no joy or happiness to tell. And so, I don't laugh much now. I think I may have forgotten how. I used to think I was funny, not sad. I hardly ever got mad. But after all this stuff went down, More and more and more I frown.
by ~Daemon-March
In the BoxI tried to stop writing a minute ago. I tried to just let my feelings go. But the word simply won't stop coming. My brainn is locked, and won't sop running. all these feelings of depression I've bred, simply just will not leave my head. The feelings I've wrote refuse to leave. They're boarding me up, I cannot breathe.In the Box
I'm locked in a box, where death seems near. and the only feeling I grasp, is horrible fear. It's beginning to burn, to rip and tear. This burden I carry, that I can't bear. I can only write with my paper and pen. 'Til death comes, I don't know
by ~Daemon-March
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- Current Residence: Fulton, Mississippi
- Interests: Dragons, writing, video games, music
- Favourite movie: V for Vendetta
- Favourite band or musician: Nobuo Uematsu, Nightwish, Dragonforce
- Favourite genre of music: Heavy Metal and Classical
- Favourite artist: Luis Royo or Boris Vallejo
- Favourite poet or writer: John Grisham and Frank Herbert
- Favourite photographer: My Sister
- Favourite style of art: none
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
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- Favourite game: Final Fantasy Series, Halo
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: While-E-Coyote
- Personal Quote: I am the shadow of your dreams...
- Tools of the Trade: Pen and Paper
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