| My name is Blaze, I am not like the others. |
Fuck Yes. That is all.
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Temple for the CarelessPuzzles Strewn about the floor Thousands of pieces Hundreds of pictures None that mean a thingTemple for the Careless
Nothing but fractions Amounting to nothing Like a key with no door A door to your answer
You are nothing but another puzzle But you differ from the rest Even put together by the hands of God Your puzzle still forms a picture of shit
Your entire life has been a puzzle Never knowing what to do Where to go Even when you find the right piece You do nothing but add on To the shit pile of your life
It's almost compl
by *Slipknot93178
CrawlWithin a sick demented mind Lies a perfect twisted lieCrawl
A lie with deception Lie full of tension
Wishing so bad for the truth Asking all the friends you use
So full of corruption Wanting all attention
But your pseudo-angel face Puts them in a lovestruck phase
They'll find your intentions And you'll cry for acceptance
You'll get your the truth A story of shame starring you
And you never even knew What you put them all through
You will cry as you fall They will laugh as you crawl
by *Slipknot93178
TruthWithin the heavens A lie is made Within the Corruption The Hell The truth is toldTruth
If the truth is what you seek Going to those you love Brings forth nothing but pitiful lies
To find the truth Follow your spite Ask your questions Ask them well You can't ask many But the truth, they will tell
Pray to your god Pray for an answer Pray for the vengeance That you'll never obtain from above
Listen to the truth Listen for the lie The lie holds no hesitation The truth holds pain
In the e
by *Slipknot93178
Insomnia's Solace- The SpiteMy eyes begin to dither Movements like a slitherInsomnia's Solace- The Spite
Sounds begin to fade Yet sleep remains forbade
Damning all that sleeps My need goes on for weeks
Wishing for peace Yet spite finds release
Moods swing like a clock Changing my life each tock
Happiness always rare Insanity always there
This is nothing but a curse A dream that's been dispersed
by *Slipknot93178
Insomnia's Solace-The RaptureMy eyes begin to dither Movements like a slitherInsomnia's Solace-The Rapture
Sounds begin to fade Yet sleep remains forbade
Nothing more than opportunity Keeping distance from dream's unity
Some call it psychotic In need of narcotic
I call it my rapture Happiness is the capture
by *Slipknot93178
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by ~ninja-doragon
Wow, I must say, this is VERY good for a first poem. I, myself, am still fairly new to poetry, so I may not five the best advice, but I...
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- Current Residence: Illinois
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
- Interests: Music/Sports
- Favourite band or musician: Slipknot ( Not Deathcore, I know)
- Favourite genre of music: Deathcore
- Favourite poet or writer: Mike Shinoda (Linkin Park)
- Favourite style of art: Dark
- Operating System: Vista Home Premium
- MP3 player of choice: iPod (Got mine free, and only one I've ever had, though)
- Shell of choice: Transblack
- Wallpaper of choice: Dark and minimal
- Favourite game: BioShock/Rappelz
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360 (Until I upgrade my PC)
- Personal Quote: A life of lies and bottled emotions leads to nothing but the cruel truth and shattered glass.
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/slipknot178
- Email: blaze93178@yahoo.com
- AIM: slipknotkid78
- MSN: slipknot178@hotmail.com
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//I'm Just Gone Beyond Repair.\\
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I, know that it sounds strange,That I, wanna eat your brains.
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I, know that it sounds strange,That I, wanna eat your brains.
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