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    3/25/2007

    Ride

    The last ride of your life.

    Come with me when call

    I know I know life is so cold.

    But I know I know some places we can go .

    Where happiness out runs sorrow.

    When the car pulls up let me open the door let me be your driver.

    Through these troubled times. Hold my hand let me guide us through

    To a place where love out runs heart break .

    Where your dreams blur with mine

    Where the sun radiates your against your skin.

    Where the love of the world rivals yours.

    Where no one knows our name.

    Where our past can’t follow.

    But until we find that place hold my hand

    And never let go .

    Love.

    3/22/2007

    hearts break as men cry...

    Love one but punish them for another.

    Perhaps I’m the one loved perhaps I’m the one punished.

    Maybe I’m the past of another maybe I’m the reason for tears.

    Maybe she cries for me maybe she punished him because of me .

    Maybe his pain is mine. Maybe it’s a cycle that must be passed from lover to

    Lover .

    Hurt me I’ll hurt the next and the next.

    Maybe

     

    Broken and knowing it

    Fuck you

    Fuck me ..

    These are the words I hear these are the words I say .

    These are feelings that run through my mind .

    Death to me death to you .

    Curse m life curse your birth .

    Hate me like I hate you and know if death came

    It would come for you for I’d make the deal with the devil

    To see your last breath

    Fuck you

    Fuck me .

     

     My enemies….

    3/19/2007

    brandon's hope

     

    I started doing this symbol years ago with someone i loved and when

    I came across this it gave me hope again I now do it alone.

    yet hope still lives in the symbol......

    It lives

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    the wall

     

    Is this so hard to belive. that  i feel the way i do

    if i wrote my feelings out on the wall for the                   world to read would you pass bye          

    or would you stop read every word and cry for                me for these words are about you 

    would you stop and write your own would let                 the world know that two out of 

    millions shared the same thought the same                     feeling . for when you leave a part

    of me will forever be on the wall. a part of me                will be with you . 

    D@rkchild the great....                                                                         

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    DEad man tell stories

     

       Ballad of a dead man                                                                                                          

    Maybe death feels my mind maybe Love is a dream that can’t be maybe I’m a child running wild

    Maybe I’m a dead man not knowing . Picture me Picture me completely lost with the ones I love screaming murder

    Picture the casket black with chrome trim

    White lining me hands crossed with darkness in my eyes .

    . Picture my soul standing there watching you say your good byes.

    Or Listen for me as the gun cocks as the shells ignite one after another

    Screaming through the air touching all that stand be fore them.

    Listen for my screams listen for yours. My mind is dark I know my heart darker

    I loved and then lost I lived then I died. I live in the shadows and die in the light .

    Listen to the sirens as they come listen to the men As they stand guns drawn blood on my hands.

    Remorse in my heart listen To the judge sentence me to death

    Two years pass and I’m sitting in a chair needles. In my arms

    Listen and listen and then my heart stops. And then I   . Darkchild ....

                                                                

    Mi Casa

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    Sister and her man Pat

    Brandon and Shama

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    My sister and I 12 years seperated. A boy to a man a boy who had a hero who had only himself ..... time changes everything.

    devil

    Friends and devils .

    Lover and friends .

    Those who touch the heart carry

    both love and the sword in each hand.

    Love me with one kill me with the other.

    When it fall it dies when it dies it lives.

    When it breathes it drowns when it drowns

    It breathes.

    The opposite of life the opposite of death..

    Friends and devils.

     

    3/16/2007

    darkchild

    Its me it’s the man in the mirror it’s the darkness it’s the light

    Me and  me the twins that share one mind one body

    Despise the pain despise past at my door. Knock once

    Knock twice. As we stand two in one. As you tempt me

    With the wants of yesterday as you tempt me with the wants

    Of tomorrow. To any other you’re a angel to me you’re a devil..

    I smile as the door opens the pain you hide behind your back my strength behind

    The door.  And with a glance you know with a glance I  know death stands between us

    Death breathes which soul will be his… and with the end of that breath pain meets strength the door shuts. And my wound deep but yours fatal….

     

    D@rkchild... Lives

    3/14/2007

    Back then they didn't want us now were hot there all on us

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    Its crazy what a hamburger or two will do to ya.
     
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    3/13/2007

    lord

    My mind

    My mind drifts from darkness to light my mind

    My drifts from sorrow to joy from joy to hopelessness.

    My mind .

    My mind thinks of you my mind thinks of her .

    My  mind

    Wonders are you her is she you will I feel the same when it ends.

    Will

     

     

     

    Lord  Help me

    Perhaps I’m cursed perhaps my blessed.

    Lord help me

    As I lay her looking to the sky lord heal these broken wings.

    My strength couldn’t carry the weight my mind bares my wings broke

    From the chains  you caged me with . I need you once again to mend these the memories

    To mend these thoughts .

    So that the sickness that infects my mind will not infect this shell I call a home.

     

    would you

    I   would

    I would do it

    To all those who know my story who know the heart ache and the glory.

    I’d

    I’d do it again and again .

    For the child of the 80’s the man of the 90’s the

    Lover of the new millennium .

    I’d do it again .

    I’d smile through the pain. I’d walk tall through the rain and seven years.

    Into the future I walk the path with darkness to my feet

    And all I have to say is

    I would

    I would do it again.

    3/6/2007

    Haters.

    God i hate Thai food.... At the fabric store bored had to spice it up .... Happy birthday miss Trible.....

    the fire still lives

    Machine

     

    I feel what I feel I need what I need.

    I touch you, you touch me . but the touch I feel not

    Your warmth next to me . Could never defrost the ice

    Around my heart. My heart beat not for love it beats not for

    Hate. It just beats to sound of music to the sound of life.

    Behind the skin behind the muscle lives the soul of a machine.

    Machine that dreamed of being a man the man that dreamed of being

    A machine. To not feel the pain to not feel the forgotten.

     

     

     

    Pots and Pans.

     

    I remember days so far ago. Before the marriage before the ex’s .

    Before the heart ache. I remember a girl that I loved I remember a girl that true

    We fought but true we loved. Call me and I would come. When night fell you looked for me when night fell you called out and I came.

    And one day I night came then day then night

    And you were gone. I looked for you like you’d look for me .

    And till this day I still can’t find you .

    Years have passed and I haven’t forgotten you

    My first but not my last.

    My hero

    My friend

    My sister.

     

     

     

    Kill me Now

    Tell me why do I feel this way when you walk bye .

    Tell me why do I hate the way it ended .

    Tell me why do I look at you

    Tell me why I’m numb

    Numb to your eyes

    Your eyes I once stared into

    Why I’m numb to your touch to your smile

    Tell me

    Why you left me calling  out to the sky .

    Tell me why do ….

    3/2/2007

    a room away

    I was laying in bed close to 12am . my eyes closed my body tired. As my mind raced with thoughts. Some good some bad as I laid there my heart began to hurt and then a single tear fell . when you offer the hand of friendship and the words of another scorn you. Do you still leave your hand out. I sit here while another waits for me a room away .

    I sit here