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it's strange...it's strange that i can forget you with my head but not with my heart, but then again, you and i have always been strange from the start.it's strange...
it's strange because my heart won't forget, it won't let my head forget too and because of that every girl i like is just a copy of you.
it's strange the way we just won't let it go. it's strange to sometimes still want you, now knowing what i know.
it's strange the way my heart, thus meaning my head can't forget, and that's how it's been and will be since the day we first met.
by ~OwenMuse
The Beast Withincan you feel me itching and tearing away at the back of your mind telling you to do things that you know which cannot be done to take the things you want whether they be possesions or actual people to do what you want and face no consequences to break things simply to hear them smash and crack and sunder i am the beast within and you will not like meThe Beast Within
you pine away at all times trying to contain me trying to take away my freedom lock me away knowing all the while i wont let you you do your best but you wont win i'm too strong for you &n
by ~OwenMuse
The Ghost RiderThe Ghost Rider... who does he ride for? ...Heavan... ...or Hell? Forged in the fires of Hell, to use his might against his brethren. How much sense does that make? Forced to walk alone... no friends, no family, ...no love. All that he wants lay before him, but he cannot have it. Perhaps he is already in Hell. All friends only there to betray him, all family untrustworthy, the love of his life with another. He grows tired of riding on, being Hell's bounty hunter. Yet, he is the best rider the world has seen, it is, afterall, his destiny. So, he ridThe Ghost Rider
by ~OwenMuse
Join Me?Dear Reader,Join Me?
I invite you to a simpler time, a time of dungeons and dragons. A time of honor and glory, a time of chivalry and loyalty. Of Knights and Kings, of beast's and monsters. Where a man lived his life by the sword, all for truth, beauty, the common good, and above all things... ...love. A time of life or death, cowardous or courage. Where a woman stood steadily by her man, all for truth, beauty, duty, and above all things... ...love. A time of swords and sorcery, when Elves, Halflings and other mystical beings still walked among us.
by ~OwenMuse
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- Current Residence: somewhere in that place where i can't tell if i'm awake or still dreaming
- Interests: Love, and it's ability to completely mess with the mind and soul
- Favourite movie: Carpenter, Kubric, Raimi, and Tarentino flicks
- Favourite band or musician: too many to name
- Favourite genre of music: No one in particular
- Favourite artist: John Romita Sr., Todd McFarlane, Steve Ditko, Max
- Favourite poet or writer: Stan "The Man" Lee, Dean Koontz, Anne Rice, Frank Miller
- Shell of choice: anything that takes the pain away
- Skin of choice: smooth, yet the owner's a little fiesty
- Favourite game: the one's where I actually win
- Favourite cartoon character: Ed (Full-Metal Alchemist), Carrot (Sorcerer Hunters)
- Personal Quote: "pain heals, chick's dig scars, glory; that's forever" -Keanu Reeves in The Replacements
- Tools of the Trade: a pen and a wounded heart
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