Clarkkent551

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Eldey Age by Clarkkent551, literature

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Eldey Age

Time is passing every second of everday I am young an filled with joy soon my hair will be withered and grey when I am elderly I wont be as coy I walk for hours and hours non stop I walk without reason just for fun for in a wheel chair I will plop when I am old I probbaly wont ever see the bright colors of the sun I am young now and tomorrow I meet a girl at my young age when years go by I will be filled with sorrow we will both be old and at that eldery stage Kids will we raise When our time coming to a end for our love will be their praise moments with each other will will spend As time takes its never ending toll we as bei

Age by Clarkkent551, literature

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Age

Time is passing every second of everyday I am young an filled with joy soon my hair will be withered and grey when I am elderly I wont be as coy I walk for hours and hours non stop I walk without reason just for fun for in a wheel chair I will plop when I am old I probbaly wont ever see the bright colors of the sun I am young now and tomorrow I meet a girl at my young age when years go by I will be filled with sorrow we will both be old and at that elderly stage Kids will we raise When our time coming to a end for our love will be their praise moments with each other will will spend As time takes its never ending toll we as b

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Filled mind by Clarkkent551, literature

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Filled mind

Mind is a flutter love can be rough thought is in the gutter it can be tough all around you is crazy just like you arms are heavy mouth is dry you haven't the world what to do you notice a sparkle in your eye hands sweat many drops love can be defined as one word as you two share sexual props it can be element and a aggressive like a bird love is never defined as one thing because it cant be defined love can be anything.

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Sin by Clarkkent551, literature

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Sin

Her blood flowed downward as she stayed still her stranglement was very awkward death made her very ill Her death wasn't a acident on that cold day her throat was bloody an red her obituary would be in the news paper som day soon she would be found cold an dead The man with the knife made her throat bleed he had cut deep in her thraot he killed her because of his need she died slowly in a blood filled moat The blade went in deep threw her skin as the man walked away his face filled with Sin

The Rose by Clarkkent551, literature

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The Rose

The thorn from the rose caused a small prick The rose is open and is a blood colored red The blood on her finger didn't stick She stood near a grave as she watched the dead Her beloved husband lays six feet down His death was from a car crash He the saw the car coming and he had a frown The weight of the car caused his skull to bash She stands at his grave glaring at the sun She drops the rose to his grave As she remembers all their fun She remembers when they met at the rave Tears fall down her face As she misses his warm embrace

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Wishing by SammieJD87, literature

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Wishing

waiting for the doctors letter trying to swallow without any pain crying each night to get better every swallow feels like knifes going in your vain not wanting to do anything tryin to think of ways to get better taking meds and everything wishing of laughing from a feather tryin to sleep but one can't as they lay feeling worse hearing every clock tick giving up because the pain will stay everything falls apart when one is sick

Blade of screams by SammieJD87, literature

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Blade of screams

The blade of the bloody knife pressed against her skin She tries not to move or it will sink right in her arm It then pushed right up against her chin She screams with alarm As the knife pressed against her chin He then scraped it on the side The firmness of the blade cut her skin For she already has a bloody infected wound on her side As it slowly goes in deep in her chest Blood and screams fill the air He slowly cut off her breast All the blood is soaked in her soft hair As she lays flat deep into sleep She then awakes without any skin Looking over she sees her rotting flesh in a heap She tries to speak but she has no chin

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The Move Out by SammieJD87, literature

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The Move Out

As she packs all her stuff into crates from college She realizes this is not the end of her beginning of life A picture of her bf comes across her as she looks out at her college She starts to grin and imagines what it would be like to be his wife Arriving at home she drops her things while getting more outside As her parents greet her welcoming her being home She then gets yelled at for nothing on the side She then feels tears fall while wishing she were in Rome In her bedroom she lays crying in being so hurt Confused on why her parents yell So sad and lonesome in being hurt She then fell On her bed drifting into sleep Never aga

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Sin by Clarkkent551, literature

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Sin

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Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock hells yea!

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Stephen King, and H.p. lovecraft

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Halo, Star wars battel front

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movies, film, photogrowphy,literature

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Clarkkent551

Jun 12, 2007

Goal

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In the past few weeks I have been striving toward somthing in my life its to graduate. Now I know it is a big deal to some or maybe it is how should I know. But being labeled as a bad thing I have proved all those who thought that I am. In a few days i graduate high school and in a few weeks I am in college wow this sounds weird if think about it. Just four years ago I was just a freakin freshmen. Wow time flys when goal's are in your distance.

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Clarkkent551

Jun 5, 2007

Art

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Now I have posted a lot of art, most of it poetry and rose photos. I think that my poetry is morbid to the extend of Egar allen poe. Now I am not saying my stuff is that good I am just saying that words can paint a picture within the mind that can haunt you for days. I Like to write the weird, and morbid because I am weird at times lol. If you know anyhting about me then you know I am morbid. oh wait.... I love you Sam!!