These mean I am one of the Halloween Poets as well as one of the Master Poets (with eleven featured poems)!

Warning This Page May Contain Peanuts

Actually Its More Of A Glorified Mind Fuck.

Take That You Pseudo-Intellectuals!

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Yes... [Argent Dawn]'s House...

You Won't Find A More Wretched Hive Of Scum And Villiany In The Galaxy.

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I Live At The Nexus Point Of The Bible Belt And The Deep South

It's So Fun Its Like A Barrel Of Mouthbreathers... Er, Monkeys! I Meant Monkeys...

Its Like The Spanish Inquisition
Except somehow less amusing without the torture and burnings.  I think 
it all boils down to the inanity of a town populated by 7,500 people.

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Remember Kids...

84.52% Of All Statistics Are Made Up.

Oh, And 46% Of You Will Die In A Fire, The Rest... Will Be Hit By A Piano, And A Safe, And A Platypus... Yeah.

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My Dream Car Has Russian Roulette Style Ejector Seats

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Ignorance Is Bliss.

And How Are You Today Good Sir Or Madam?

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I Am But A Pawn.

But May Not A Pawn Become A Knight?

Or Maybe Even King.

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That's Right, I Said It.

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The Real World Is Different From Science Class

Those Who Are Diamonds Into Coal
Those Who Are Coal Are Broken
Those Who Are Broken Made Dust

Ashes To Ashes, Bones To Dust Baby.

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I Think Way Too Much

Hasn’t each of us always wanted to be the greatest at something? To surpass all others and leave yourself that golden throne in the textbooks? Yet isn’t even that immortality fleeting, even the pyramids will one day be dust.

Laughter is amazing, even the most burning throes of anger postpones itself to laugh.

It is arrogance that makes the humble, not the humble who create the arrogant. To be humble is to know one's own faults well enough to never become too involved in one's better qualities. To be arrogant is to be neither.

Time is a candle that burns at both ends.

We are given but one life, yet most bet it with both hands or horde it like gold, and both to no avail.

Secrets are like lead, they poison all who handle them, both giver and receiver.

Memory often enough is more of a curse than cure, for who here doesn’t remember twenty bad things that has happened to them in the past few days, but can you count twenty good things?

Who hasn’t, for their own reputations, sacrificed himself once?

Those who scream silently in the night pray for a response, but only hear echoes.

There are, and always will be moments that have no absolute truth.

-All Mine, I Have Many More. XD

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If I Had A Title It Would Be Commodore.

Because Damn, That Is So Cool To Say.

Or Maybe Viceroy, Hmmm.

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Oh Jesus Ze Hubris Of Zis One

One Faux Pas After Another Is How I Love It.

When You Step Like This, A Foot In Mouth Is As Common As Tongue In Cheek

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Can We Say Misanthrope?

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Holy Egotist Batman!

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Si tu potes legere hunc, vos licet bonus quedam.

Ego Possum Legere et Scribere Latinum.

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So unforgiving and terrible was such a spring
That only the crows and carrion birds took wing
And blotted the sky out with radiant black feathers
And left such a man in darkened overcast weather

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You always wanted to make your little mark on society.

Don't you know your wish is coming true today.

Another victim dies tonight.

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Curses! Foiled Again!

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I'm A Writer.

I love to write almost anything, my strong point seems to be Cliche Poetry, but I also write short stories and I am working on writing a <Drum Roll Please> novel. I'm not the best, but it is something I enjoy to do in my spare time.

I'm not exactly what you'd call a good christian.

But I'm not exactly the good atheist either.

For Clarity, I Just Say: "Don't Trust Anyone Trying To Sell You Something, Especially When The Price Is Your Soul."

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Around The Hero Everything Becomes A Tragedy.

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Such a complete waste of space

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Insomnia and Other Useless Information

      

College Edition

But why not stay up all night when the alternative is an ungodly hot sun? The night time is the right time, or something like that. It is the time of day that my mind seems to work best, when I Thrive. I'm not someone you would confuse as an athlete by any means, I never had a hardon *gasp* for sports like alot of guys my age. Which doesn't make me the Pick of the Litter, but I can live with that. Not much has changed since this first arrived. College fuels a vampiric mentality, except instead of sleeping in a nice coffin, you're just buried in classes. For the record and as a warning, research papers can only be written after Midnight. Otherwise they will dematerialize roughly ten minutes before class. College is still full of the same idiots who made school Hell. Self-Absorbed Pricks and the hordes of Masquerade Players hiding in their masks. Neither group much likes me, because I can see the

Goddamned Zipper

...I doubt anyone like that made it this far

But If so...         Bye now.

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I don't have many friends.

I'm sure you can tell why.

Anti   Social     Dysfunctions

Or maybe most people really do...     suck.

There are a few people I do care about very deeply, and I'd do anything for. It doesn't take alot to join the club, just become my friend.

One more important fact about yours truly.

I will try to make you laugh.

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If We Shadows Here Have Offended, Think But This And All Is Mended

That You Have But Slumbered Here, While These Visions Did Appear

And This Weak And Idle Theme, No More Yielding But A Dream

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This Is The Page That Never Ends

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[Words Typed In Red To Look Cool]

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Ready to click to the next profile already?

I thought so.

I always wondered what it would take to be cool.

Then I realized I'm beyond hope.
Does that mean we aren't friends anymore?

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I   Wonder If  You   Are  Bored  Yet

Well one last thing, one of my poems for the road.

I hope you like.

Glimpse the Unthinkable

I’ve seen time
Flowing in a reel
Slowing
Frame by Frame
Truth appears
Amongst the Vacant Lots
Amongst the Tears and Burns
Brilliant White
Gods.
Walking between the raindrops
Listening between thunderclaps
Feeling Nothing but
Platitudes and Bibles
And the water stops an inch above my skin
The shadows dance in lapse time
Momentarily Fleeting Reality
Flickering Euphoria
Stop Start
Cold moisture at my fingertips.
Long nights on my mind
Oblivion and omnipresence
Lightning in ¾ time
A streak of divinity
Before Silence

Well thats the end of that, hope you liked it,

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I just wanted something different, something to entertain me.

Don't think me too horrible before at least giving me a chance to prove you right or wrong.

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Message me if you want

Goodbye.