Journal: Garretts poem -------------------------------------------Mood: In Love she hides within the darkest feelings she lets no peace get through but when we are alone her eyes seem to glow they kill all evil in my soul her gorgus smile her perfect hair shes the most beautiful girl in the world when i see that smile looking up at me i know right then that everythings perfect we will always be together forever and a day compleatly in love no matter what we always say this is for you, tracy your my whole world and everyone in it your that one special girl among clouded thoughts one feeling holds true put simply in words, tracy i love you ...Created 2006-03-17 20:36:27

Journal: them -------------------------------------------Mood: KILL!!! god i'm tired of evil little girls fighting and yell for no reson exept that their high school girls ...Created 2006-02-16 19:10:10

Journal: exerts my poems -------------------------------------------Mood: Paranoid "My sins are numbered greater then the tears that have fallen into the sea." -Screaming for Fear of Silent Nights Her hood pulled up her eyeliner's thick her soul is broken her flesh is split -Torn Theory Deep in the night the devil took flight over the hills and green but what did see but giggling me hiding alone in the shire "little girl with a smile may we chat for awhile" ask the devil so sweetly to me I look at him with a saintly grin I wonder if he remembered -The Devil and Me Oh such a happy child look at you brilliant smile oh please don’t cry father doesn’t meant to hit you you know daddy would never hurt his little girl you know daddy would never kill his little angel -In search for Family With a tear I smile as well though fear over take me for when I can smile while I cry I know there is nothing more to fear I wonder under some stranger’s window as he points out his favorite of the damned -Lost Soul outside My Window Flesh that smiles and cries blood tears eyes water up water flows with the blood -Blood Again You inherited your scars from me remembering the past kills doesn’t it? The blood that falls dubbed crimson tears I wander under a moonless sky -Blackened Skies Quite tears that no one sees muffled screams that every one ignores I am here but you can’t see you’re to scared to open yourself to me -It Takes Blind Eyes to See Passion be as passion is passionate feeling of the quietly abused passionate writings of the slightly mad passionate madness is slightly sad -Addiction to the Mind-Set We will love, I don’t know how long we will love, with out fail until death we will love, you will love me as I love you we will love, till the end -Loves a Perfect Circle No....... please.....no... No, no, no...... Please...... let me go..... Please.... I begged you for mercy, you gave me nothing... now your the one crying please.... -Killer I love hate and you hate me so I love you for hating me I hate love and you love me so I hate you for loving me -Expanding the Boarders of Hate Gothic beauty, elegant and fair with blood red roses in ebony hair -Rotten Angel one cut two cuts three cuts four.... i cut you cut they've cut more -One Cut to a Million Scars ...Created 2006-01-09 19:04:20

Journal: garretts peom -------------------------------------------Mood: In Love she hides within the darkest feelings she lets no peace get through but when we are alone her eyes seem to glow they kill all evil in my soul her gorgus smile her perfect hair shes the most beautiful girl in the world when i see that smile looking up at me i know right then that everythings perfect we will always be together forever and a day compleatly in love no matter what we always say this is for you, tracy your my whole world and everyone in it your that one special girl among clouded thoughts one feeling holds true put simply in words, tracy i love you this is my B/Fs peom to me he wrote to day its a little rough but its so sweet he tried peotry really isnt hes thing but it is mine i love that hes taking an intresed in things that intrest me and we.... i love him ...Created 2005-12-05 14:04:08

Journal: well.... -------------------------------------------Mood: Crazy its a sick web we weave....... ...Created 2005-11-08 18:40:59

Journal: future? -------------------------------------------Mood: In Love my madden name is Morando i was the last one but i threw away my old family after my parents died his is not much better, if they arn't worse than mine together he and i will create a family for eachother and the children that some day will call us theirs and we will make a family that will not forget us and what we gave up for eachother and them ...Created 2005-11-04 16:51:34

Journal: i dont know -------------------------------------------Mood: Dead so many people tell me they know me and "what im up to" i say dont try to undersant by the time i was 14 i lost my mom and dad i was moved from my home and my friends i was a pot head an alcohalic(i guess im still an alchohalic but i dont drink any more so i dont know) i raised my mom after my dad died so i was a mom a friend a dauter and a lover its all over now but i still feel a sort of sence of loss over my pain ...Created 2005-10-27 21:34:47

Journal: rewrite -------------------------------------------Mood: The Usual there are guidelines to the works of man he is what he has spoken and harsh words are like a wip a cat of nine tails to kill a king ...Created 2005-10-25 09:22:10

Journal: and im rambling -------------------------------------------Mood: The Usual there are guidelines to the works of man he is what he has spoken and harsh words are like a wip a cat of nine tails to kill a christ ...Created 2005-10-25 09:20:57

Journal: bleed preview -------------------------------------------Mood: Dead I am a child empty and cold, lost in the darkness. I’ve been threatened with hell Then told my dreams would guide me safely, I was led to believe that dreams will come true, but faced with the reality that there is no good, for me, a child born to bleed. Hope, the illusion that all will be well, keep some alive, and kills everyone else. When surrounded by death and pain, with only a window of everyone else’s joy, what emotion is left, but the will to bleed. my father, my protector, he kept me safe from all me pains. my mother, my stronghold, if ever my pain took hold, she was there to make it well. Without my father, the pain takes hold, without my mother, it never lets go, and slowly it drips out of my, as i lay on my floor and bleed quiet tears. ...Created 2005-10-21 16:18:07

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