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Battlefield II

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Battlefield II

Dragged up and down this furnace against the blistering barricades The sirens screaming for sweet release, as they sit back and watch with amaze The war zones breath fire as pillars stack while words propagate and lie Worn on their sleeve, a soldier bleeds virtue while a warrior bleeds pride The lines drawn, the enemy masked but all seen is what their merciless eyes reveal Children used as targets while troops used the love of kindred as their shield Bullets hiss with steam as smoke plums from flaming barrels Screams escape from throats choked with ash, as steel collides with flesh and metal Knees quake as the broken ground shakes and

All Worth While

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All Worth While

Came home the other day and relaxed for a time Looking through blood shot eyes, I envied the young As he ran through the room, I felt my absence a crime He came up and gave me a hug, so proud of my son He turned the other cheek and asked, "What's wrong dad?" Holding him with the same stained hands as I had I replied, "Another hard day" as it always was And he understood, he knew he had my love Sometimes it was so hard, the labor too much Before I knew it, my demons took advantage of such But there came a hand, along with the same loving smile From my partner, my best friend, then I knew it was all worth while Even if life can topp

Never

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Never

Never again, never again The soul born, our life begins Our first tears shed, never to be our last Because of the burdens that never come to pass People envied, lies woven, women scorned Hell on earth promised to those who are born Days gone, dawn's light a thing of the past Glowing with our happiness with each finished task The heart's cry becomes the loner's song Searching always for that place where we belong A second doesn't pass when we don't think of that place called 'home' Deepest fears realized when we're truly alone Never are we prepared for life Each sorrow, each plight To one day find the point, life's hidden meaning

A Memento: The Man in Gray

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A Memento: The Man in Gray

Generations come and generations go, however, only one thing remains the same Where we all came from, back down the path towards the beginning The soul that taught us the meaning of change, of our character, and how we became It is the memory that which defies the clock that keeps on ticking A portrait painted as he sits with his pipe in hand within his evening chair Smoke pluming, the strong hint of cedar lingers within the air With a heavy groan, he grabs his leg as if there were a painful twitch A throbbing in his bones, he sighs and shouts "Damn that old bitch" The center, the one that bonds family during the hardships and the hol

Heart's Cry, Wolf's Song

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Heart's Cry, Wolf's Song

It is the time of hardships that presses morals against mantles Only to be brought down by a nightmarish reality The key thrown away for the iron shackles Loss and defeat becomes an common normality Like tears lost within the ocean's tide, one shed for every sin The rights and wrong become defined by the individual Driven naught but by our desires within Clouding our eyes, hope becoming all but illusional Down the beaten path like a bludgeon force in it's wake Lest we be consumed by the hardships that strive That walk hand in hand with our mistakes For the brief moments of victory do we feel so alive The wolf howls, to chase, to

Through My Soul, I Bleed

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Through My Soul, I Bleed

Through tempered flare and sorted emotion I watch From my ivory towers and shackled hands under key and lock From stained window, the screams of my soul ever stare To the objects of my desire, under their hold in this hellish lair Stains on the glass, from my fingers or my heart Never shall I leave her, my love we will not do depart Dark eyes and a blackened soul, it screams with evil's fury When opened, judged harshly am I by fate's unmerciful jury Ring, ring, let the heavens sing as the sky is succumbed to the dark The trials come such as the lightning as it's hateful spark Inside these doors, I shield others against my righteous
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Demon Inside

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Demon Inside

It is on this road that we all travel down and live To give and take from others, to want and to give But on the inside, there's the face we cannot always hide It's the mask that shadows us, warps our being and twists our pride It pulls us into its whirlpool and tosses about our morals and our thoughts It breaks them down, twists them and throws our emotions about the rocks We try to hold strong the façade of peace on the outside but cannot resist Like a being inside, it grabs a hold of us and breaks free, so it would insist Against friends, we shield against the storm, this growing thing called Rage Out of the sight of others, we wa

Secrets

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Secrets

Every time he looks upon her, longs to see her what seems to be everyday A new feeling arises, filling the void of the empty anew in everyway A smile like the sunshine and a laugh to cast away the gloom near the mind He is accepted for who he is, despite the skeletons that she has come to find Friends by the many that do stand by his side By his morals and his outlooks on his life does he abide No matter the numbers, in his dark world does he still reside Waiting to expose the truth held deep inside To be judged by his peers is dead and done but one thing remains to be seen If his past can be left behind, to be washed in the waters t

Prayer

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Prayer

There is a person I've come to know and love through the many ways we know each other Through her eyes, she's shown me the lighter side of life through a dawn, morning light Through the many trials she has come to face in this thing we call life Never did she back down, even now in white sheets, she continues to fight She walks still today proudly by whom she calls friends that now watch over her I stand even more proudly among them, to know her regrets and her fears She looks to me, and calls me her angel who has helped her falling from grace Even with the smallest pain, it hurts to see even the smallest tears In her eyes, a mirror o

A Momento: Demons and Angels

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A Momento: Demons and Angels

It is the time to weave a tale of a tale long since forgotten to the sands in the scope of time A story it is, about two people, and the link that is love between them, a melody that would chime From two different worlds they are, but two of the darkest pasts still remain But together, they will fight through the hate and battle through the pain On the gentle winds of heaven glides an angel, that of the heavenly host Much she has been told, of the dark demons and devils does hell consume the most Though she is not of the fallen, though many torments and hates she had to endure On a path of pain, what fact remains that she has a pure he

Fear of the Rising Sun

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Fear of the Rising Sun

     There she stood, under the embrace of the night sky, the moon making her skin a dark pale as she pulled her black cloak tighter to her breasts. The crescent moon had long since been a friend to this woman, for as long as she had lived, she looked to the moon and hoped without knowing why, she wanted to someday see the moon replaced by the sun. To look into the ball of flames, but even as she shuddered, she embraced the thought of the warmth that had long since ceased since her life. To walk among people, but what were people? Were they beings that could walk among the heat, among the gaze of the solar shine without being burnt to ashes?

The Future of Fate

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The Future of Fate

I am fate. I am what mankind has created with his mind; I am the illusion, the excuse, and the reason of men's actions because they cannot take responsibility for their own. I am the thing that dictates actions made before every man, woman, and child was born and I will decide the outcome of the future. Before you were resting in your mother's womb, I decided your life, your thrills and your pleasures and the one you would wed. I am the drive and the force that moves the stars and galaxies among the heavens, their actions, also, do I dictate. But, what if? "What if there was no such thing as fate?" A man once asked this question. On the road

Battlefield

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Battlefield

     There are endless tales where people speak of battle, about brave souls risking their lives as if it were simple feats that could be done by any other. To plunge a sword or swing a steel rimmed axe to make the finishing blow on a weaker adversary. They triumph with ease and came out to the brave hero, but what of those souls that had to fight harder, push themselves beyond those limits of body and mind to overcome the fight? The heroes born of blood, sweat, and tears? They could be the farmer, the warrior poet of the bards, or perhaps a magician who can weave a spell or two. Taken from the journal of a man who went by one name, was not f

Only in my Dreams

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Only in my Dreams

Only In My Dreams (This Nightmare Called Life) With every breath I take, I live my life until I awake In a place of dreams, my life is what I conceive Master and maker, there is no death and no undertaker No longer a realm of fear, now there are no more harms, not even tears But in the real world, I awake and with every turn, another mistake Always in the path of fate, with every choice, always made too late If only we could retreat, back to this place of peace we will meet You will find me there, make no mistake, with your hand, you are whom I will take Because, only in my dreams Can there be a place of serenity Because, always in

Serenity... We Meet Again

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Serenity... We Meet Again

     The lightning struck from the skies, a sound of thunder bellowing in the distant plains. The high blades of grass fought against the wind as the rain assailed it from each direction, adding more streaming droplets through the crevices of ancient, old trees. The plains were dark this night, with an aura that was unsettling to the few and the brave that would have stood among it, and still the horseman rode. Under his cloak, he peered with gloom stricken eyes in search of something; he pushed past the pain and sought a peace he had not known for many moons. He was a lost soul among souls, to be reborn through another mortal shell, on anoth

Through the Eyes of a Teenager

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Through the Eyes of a Teenager

"Help Me": Through the Eyes of a Teenager     Tears poured down her face from laughter, a sensation that was gladly welcomed to a worrisome life. Almost everyday, she ran outside the doors of her home and her school to spend well deserved time with friends, away from restrictions and confinements that held them down or got in the way. She smiled as the wind glided through her hair, the sound of the wheels rubbing grinding against the road the only sound between her and peace. The sweet smell of flowers traveled about the air as flower pedals danced about, a few landing in her lavish strands of hair. Savoring moments these were that made eve

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A Memento: The Man in Gray

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A Memento: The Man in Gray

Generations come and generations go, however, only one thing remains the same Where we all came from, back down the path towards the beginning The soul that taught us the meaning of change, of our character, and how we became It is the memory that which defies the clock that keeps on ticking A portrait painted as he sits with his pipe in hand within his evening chair Smoke pluming, the strong hint of cedar lingers within the air With a heavy groan, he grabs his leg as if there were a painful twitch A throbbing in his bones, he sighs and shouts "Damn that old bitch" The center, the one that bonds family during the hardships and the hol
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My Bio
Current Residence: Southern Indy
Favourite genre of music: Heavy Metal/Rap Metal
Operating System: XP
Favourite cartoon character: Stewie from Family Guy
Personal Quote: I joke when I say I'm the best but a lot of truth is said in jest.

Favourite Movies
Excalibur
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Night Wish, Linkin Park
Favourite Writers
Brian Lumley, Michael Moorcock
Favourite Games
Final Fantasy VII
Favourite Gaming Platform
Playstation 2
Tools of the Trade
Pen or pencil, and a pad of paper.
Other Interests
Reading, writing, gaming.

Closing Account - Transfering

Closing Account - Transfering

I'm going to go ahead and close down this account. I might take some of my writings over to my new account, not sure yet. Time for a new change of things and this'll be the start of it. The new account is called TheControlPhreak. Thanks and see you around guys :)

My... GOD, I feel old.

My... GOD, I feel old.

Has it really been this long since I've written in this thing? Cobwebs are everywhere on this page man. Finally got the net back up and running, been running across cyberspace finding all my old hangouts, friends and such. Sucks though, apparently my old msn messenger address got disabled down the road, now I can't use it. Guess I gotta rummage through some old hardrives to find all my old addresses. I remember the last time I really talked to anybody, right around the time I lost my mind and asked my son's mother to marry me. Don't get me wrong, women are great to a degree, but some of you get a severe case of psycho bitch syndrome that th

A Year's Time

A Year's Time

Just sat here thinking recently, nearly a year has gone by since I graduated. High school seems so far away and it feels like I was walking down the aisle to grab my diploma yesterday. So much has happened, so much has changed, it's mind boggling sometimes. I've worked myself up in the workforce, got a new job that's really taxing my body. Working 6 days a week and my arms are completely covered in bruises, some are the size of baseballs. Guess that's what I get for working in furniture, but, it pays well. It was July of last year Kim told me she was pregnant, and now, Michael's three and a half months old. He doesn't know he's saying it, b

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I finally played FF VII
Thanks for the watch :). Glad to have another FF VII fellow on board
Hey! long time no speak:hug:? well, how it going with the 'mini-you':aww:?
:hug: happy thanksgiving :smooch:
hope everythings going well for ya!