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  • Artist Info: I am a 19 year old Buddhist from new Hampshire (not strict btw),<br />
    my hobbies include; fencing, religion, reading, writing poetry, ect;<br />
    I do have a girlfriend, so don't even bother, <br />
    all whiney 12 year olds will be shot on sight and fed to the penguins.<br />
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    I have a Personalized poem store, here the link to it<br />
    http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/chatterbox/personalized-poems/t.62863033/<br />
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    This will be where i post my best poems, and some of my newest ones. vote on ones that you think i should enter in the arena; poems will start popping up momentarily:<br />
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    My Disease:<br />
    Sped, retard, freak, wierd.<br />
    All names ment to hurt me.<br />
    Disease, diognosis, something to be cured.<br />
    All words ment to describe me.<br />
    <br />
    You see me as different,<br />
    I see myself as one of a kind. <br />
    You labled me useless,<br />
    I proved you wrong.<br />
    <br />
    Yet you still claim to speak for me, <br />
    Empty words. <br />
    I speak for myself,<br />
    I write down my heart and soul<br />
    To people i dont even know<br />
    For a chance at the bigger picture.<br />
    <br />
    You called me weak, <br />
    I became strong.<br />
    You said im destined to fail,<br />
    I changed my destiny.<br />
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    I have autism, <br />
    It DOES NOT have me. <br />
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    sonnet VI:<br />
    your words brought sadness and sorrow,<br />
    your cruel motive struck my heart,<br />
    your actions make me think less on the morrow,<br />
    you now don't want me, i've played my part.<br />
    my eyes water with the tears of remorse,<br />
    for i have lost a friend i thought dear,<br />
    for it appears to be all due course,<br />
    trust is now something i've come to fear.<br />
    the pins and needles of wrath and hate,<br />
    dig deeper and deeper into my skin<br />
    such feelings a divine law can't abate.<br />
    only one now holds my council, my voice.<br />
    only one will i now share my burdened choice.<br />
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    sonnet V:<br />
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    Shall thine fear be thy lovers burden,<br />
    The shackles of discontent to be born by both,<br />
    or shall these forms be cast aside to better view,<br />
    loves gentle blossom.<br />
    <br />
    Thy lyrical rhymes and gentle words,<br />
    means naught, but only if spoken out of empty heart.<br />
    The hallowed halls of a beating heart,<br />
    to be filled once more with a beggars triumphant part.<br />
    <br />
    The forks and pines of losses burden,<br />
    be received in thine broken chest.<br />
    For only loves reemergence,<br />
    can quell the onslaught of broken arrows.<br />
    <br />
    When the battle is settled, <br />
    and the broken bodies, strewn across the field.<br />
    Loves never ending quarrel shall grace the ground ,<br />
    with glorious yield.<br />
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    sonnet IV:<br />
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    Sitting on the thoughts of the morrow,<br />
    my weary heart turns to your graceful existence,<br />
    the atlas worthy thoughts that bring me sorrow,<br />
    bring my soul to worthy repentance;<br />
    your gentle touch that insights noble fire,<br />
    your peering gaze that peels through my hardened shell,<br />
    yet are only two traits that summon my unending desire,<br />
    The rest bring emotions that my tired soul cannot quell;<br />
    But in the days to come, i must depart,<br />
    leaving you in lonely shackles of love,<br />
    no more shall your gentle touch me close to this beating heart,<br />
    I will send message on the wings of mechanical dove;<br />
    Alas, for all these emotions you have brought onto me,<br />
    shall one day bring my weary soul back to thee.<br />
    <br />
    Heart Strings:<br />
    <br />
    the grand puppet master, <br />
    tugs at the strings attached to the beating heart.<br />
    twisting and turning,<br />
    turning and twisting.<br />
    till all but that one stout emotion shines through.<br />
    love.<br />
    It is potent, <br />
    it is pure.<br />
    It is callused, <br />
    it shall endure.<br />
    <br />
    The muscle, it hangs from its holster, <br />
    like a Marionette from its master.<br />
    The strings ever tight,<br />
    the guiding hand ever strong.<br />
    The grip may loosen, <br />
    but be wary the heart that strays.<br />
    For ever the grip may tighten,<br />
    the once strong wall, may yet wash away.<br />
    <br />
    For the heart that strays shall ever be, <br />
    locked away with in its box.<br />
    to be only taken out to me used once more,<br />
    as a puppet.<br />
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    Silence:<br />
    <br />
    silence.<br />
    thats all i hear.<br />
    the never occurring echoes of my thoughts pounding into my skull.<br />
    the last love i had, left me broken and battered, <br />
    weary of my actions, <br />
    weary of my words.<br />
    images of her tear socked face haunt my mind.<br />
    my last words to her, <br />
    struck her down, like a lightning bolt from the sky.<br />
    silence.<br />
    <br />
    a new face sprouts from the ashes of the burning pyre that is my life.<br />
    it blossoms into a new era,<br />
    and era of what might be conceived as love.<br />
    but alas, the same daemon that kept me at bay in the last, <br />
    keeps me frozen in my words in me current.<br />
    Silence once again threatens my peace,<br />
    my hope,<br />
    my dreams,<br />
    my sanity.<br />
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    NightTerrors:<br />
    <br />
    The body shakes, the hands quiver,<br />
    tears run down the side of my face.<br />
    Fear takes it's might toll on my broken body,<br />
    the pieces only to be picked up with a broom.<br />
    <br />
    Fear of sleep, is a mighty burden, <br />
    for sleep is a requirement of life.<br />
    But alas, <br />
    visions of her, broken and mangled, haunt my every thought,<br />
    visions that can entirely become all but true.<br />
    <br />
    I call her name in wasted breathe, <br />
    hoping to make a connection.<br />
    I lose her face in a sea of troubles,<br />
    i lose myself, in the search for her.<br />
    <br />
    Her voice escapes my ears,<br />
    as my hands search for her touch.<br />
    sweat drips down my face,<br />
    my emotions becoming my crutch.<br />
    <br />
    i yield only for my awakened state, <br />
    for i fear to close my eyes once more.<br />
    For the ghosts and ghouls need only placate, <br />
    the shakes and shivers that shamble down to my core.<br />
    <br />
    True Evil:<br />
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    Sickness, grief<br />
    pain, suffering.<br />
    All emotions, <br />
    all corupt, all evil.<br />
    For, <br />
    in my life i have encountered all.<br />
    yet no emotion is quite as great as the signal word,<br />
    love.<br />
    <br />
    Love is pain,<br />
    love is strife.<br />
    love is suffering,<br />
    love is thy plight.<br />
    <br />
    love by far, is the most evil.<br />
    it comes and goes, without warning.<br />
    you give you heart to the one you love,<br />
    only to have them return it in a box.<br />
    <br />
    love is a gift to be given<br />
    not taken.<br />
    love is a tomb to be sealed.<br />
    not opened.<br />
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    Live:<br />
    <br />
    Our hands hold each other for the first time,<br />
    soft and strong.<br />
    The life ahead is full of turmoil,<br />
    but we will persevere.<br />
    from windy nights,<br />
    to snowy days,<br />
    We will live.<br />
    From tear soaked pillows,<br />
    to warm embraces,<br />
    We will live.<br />
    From pompous ceremonies,<br />
    to nights in front of the fire,<br />
    We will live.<br />
    To the very day, our hands meet for the last time, <br />
    wrinkled and weak.<br />
    We will live.<br />
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    estimated worth 7 mil<br />
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    donations are welcome!
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