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Name: The Mad
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Lancaster
Gender: Male
Interests: computers, networking, music, cars, writing, painting, sculpting, metalsmithing, gaming, chyllin, hangin, camping, extream sports, love, life, and kickin peoples ass's,
Expertise: Working on my cisco ccna, so yeah computers, art, cars, music, guns, literature, women, basically anything but clothes, hair, and how i get my teeth clean cuz i cant even figure that out myself but they stay pretty white and i never had a cavity, oh yeah and i know a hell of alot about martial arts...i mean after spending nine years in it....i think i should know just a thing or two.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
3/29/2003
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| The darkness comes....
my world collapsed...
I turn to face the light and get only the cold...
What once was beautiful and strong....
is now fleeting and week...
sometimes its like butterfly's wings fluttering in the breeze....
you want to pick yourself up and carry on...
but that cold dark cloud just drags you back down...
They had it right when they said who comes around?
when the world ends and the doors are broken down...
the whole world exposed and empty
fait and faith collided...and the rain just keeps on pourin all around...
the prettiness and joy drowned out by blood and pain
sharp and stabbing
like needles in a jar just for you to bleed...
its broken and theres no way to save....
just to save yourself and run for another sunny day....
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| So has anyone else noticed how fucked up the world we live in is? I
have had a somewhat unique way of looking at things the last few
years...I've managed to travel quite a bit for my age...and I have
spent hours and days discussing life and philosophizing with many
different people from all kinds of walks of life...I have come to
realize that there are three types of people in this world....The
people who are scared, uneducated, and sheltered from the reality of
this world....the people who have been around the block once or twice
and know just how harsh and real this world can get...how selfish and
blind people really are to the rest of the world....and those who are
learning and are in between....
Here in this town...its all about the faith...the religion your born
to...who cares about the fields of green...the bombs explodin...the
drugs on the scene...a son a mother a father a sister all under a
tree...pretty little headstones and flowers on their graves....good
christian kids goin to sunday school and comin home every
night....saving themselves for marriage and devorcing when they realize
whats real and true.....they say its all a shame but they dont realize
they forgot to teach the lessons they hide in shame...all so theres a
pretty smiling face....fuck this shit...We live our lives real and with
the pain...so what if i drink...smoke...and fuck away the pain....we
fight and spit and stain...its life baby....like or not its the way of
the grain....
Just some lyrical thoughts for your sponge dry brains...
Blackened Jesus
the notes play along in my head as the world passes me by...
I can think of the words as they sit in my mind....
but they dont fit my page...
the notes seem right
and the mood is tight...the flow the flavor its just a groove tunes machine....
makes my mouth water with the simplicity
in complications...a rubix cube a, puzzle box a labrynth too
the way we look out of our stained glass lives
over the pages written and the tears we cried
on a thin paper book they tell us to read
that most of them traded for greed....
And the cars swing by on mellow yellow chains...
lies and cries, tryin to get that lil bit of fame..
blind and confused we lay till the end of that six foot shovel and cold black dent....
singin na na na na na...
singin ah nah nah nah na na nah nah....
momma didnt tell me the lies painted on my ceiling
were just a changeless sky....
the errors the pain the empty fuel of rage...
just passin me by....
I have lost my thoughts and lost my way...
but i never thought i'd be here again....
just singin...a na na na na na
and thinkin
a nah nah na na nahh baby a nah nah na na nah
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When she touches me....its like she touches my soul....my heart....and the most
special part about me....i miss that.....i wish i could have that love again in
my life....i dont know if i will ever....but one can hope
sometimes the most important moments in life is when were standing
alone....proud, strong and true....
country roads just heal....they tell the truth....they keep you from living
a lie....the love....and they are always there...sometimes life just gets crazy
and you loose your way...dip down in that hollow....twistin round' that
bend....but at the end of the road theres always some place you call home...an
open field....a country thicket....a creek to lead you home....old train tracks
on a mountains side....down the revine and across the valley...it holds us true
and holds us home....its country truth...perfect circle life....and a perfect
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| So how do you deal with the woman that you cant get over, telling you that she just had a weekend that made her feel a certain way....and while your listening to her describe how this guy made her feel...your thinking to yourself wow....am i hearing an echo of what i said about her?.....sometimes i wonder why i even try or care...
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| So yeah, i think im gunna drop out and move to WI, what do ya'll think?
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