Hello to all my old friends who are still around! I'm trying to come back.
epixINC
a.k.a. Joe


Last Night...Last night I spoke with an angel or did my mind just deceive me? With her soothing voice, so tempting assuring everything will be alright.Last Night...
With my thoughts wrapped up in tangles my heart may just be too blind to see. My walls built up, around, to protect me so suddenly came crashing upon me.
Last night I felt that evil aura of my demon staring me down; has come to drain the life from me and leave me hanging by a string.
I'm in love, of this I can not lie but at what cost? beaten and left to die. The look in my eyes, is tainted now. I


InnocenceFor a change of innocence shall not come to the guilty unable to cut the thickness of the crimes of the centuryInnocence
yet another man found and beaten with the bat of societies mistreatment still unable to grasp the freedom of the criminal that decieved him
the lasting impression of sound that emits from the keyboard strikes true to those imprisioned as a moment to escape treason
to remain in this lockdown for the fear of the lost hope of which these bars surround the life that could not cope
as the siren rings all throughout


Seain search of the sea, filled with translucent fish- i see, a space of emptinessSea
an ocean of dispair draining into streams of lonliness- a cold breeze through my hair
the morning wind of the unlit sky as the sun glitters off waves near-by sinking deep into the dark unknown
the line has been set, the bait rigged to the trap- now i sit and wait, never looking back.
a tug on the line- unreels a long and weary fight, sweat- a snap in the line, calm returns
one may have been lost, it could possibly never have been- &nbs


Fate Fell ShortWhen the grasp became cold feeling nothing but numb Wishing past moments froze Scared of the future to come. When the kiss became dry deep down into your throat Forming tears from a sad cry as if you were about to choke. Walking the same path again this time something changed The same laughing and talking but this time, I walk alone. When the sight became blur from rays of the morning sun As you were thinking of her, how you thought she was the one. When the sound became deafning A shriek slamming into your ears High above grey skies foFate Fell Short
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I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. - Augusten Burroughs
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I'll be back....someday...
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I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. - Augusten Burroughs
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