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About jamesdevin

  • Rank
    Weenie
  • Birthday 08/12/1981

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    James Devin
  • Website URL
    http://www.spunge.org/~dssearch
  • ICQ
    15855321
  • Yahoo
    jdpoet81@yahoo.com

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  • Location
    Montreal
  • Interests
    Write poetry, Proverbs, short stories. Sports, friends, my girlfriend, and for all of those reading this, I know thats ironic. <br><br>I also like to take pictures.

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    I am a male who is 5 foot 11 inches, white caucasian, 140lbs. Stronger and faster than I look I do mostly manual labour or writing. I have a jagged scar above my right eye, but you really have to look hard to see it.
  1. Upon a Star

    Upon A Star Have you ever wondered, upon a star, wishing for money or love, have your dreams come true? Is not America the land of dreams, where all wishes are reality, why do we all dream beyond, the land of plenty where we be. Why do we teach our kids, to go away, to another place, where love and peace are plenty, if we liove in the land of plenty Why do we want more than we have, why are we over-indulged, why do we want all for ourselves, why do we wish upon a star.
  2. Just By Name

    Wyvern, you asked for e-mail address, here it is jamesdevin@punkass.com. I'm also developing another signature. One a little more original and a little more creative. have a nice day.
  3. Leave

    Leave The last breath, mine or yours, not mine, only you dying now. What are you, a shadow no one cares for you, your the liar, the cheater. You'll be the one sorry, your the one going to die, your the one going to cry, when you find out no one loves you. You'll lose your girl, in a battle, a war, you can't handle, a war over honour, one you'll never see, sorry, but hades expects you, leave. Steve Smith http://groups.yahoo.com/group/extremepoetry
  4. Problem Child

    Problem Child Sorrow, I feel inside, tonight, everynight, why, I'll tell you, its me, the problem child, again. I travel from realm to realm, never moving, stuck in the middle, battles, wars, between families. Ever stuck again. One end I'm perfect, to the other, dull and imperfect, the hated and loved son, for who, not my own family. Foolish families, forever cursed by their ignorance, and arrogance, forever gone I'll be, a problem child, again. Steve Smith http://groups.yahoo.com/group/extremepoetry
  5. Just By Name

    For any and all, this is my application.
  6. Just By Name

    Just By Name This anger so deep, worstening by the day, the cause, my brother, the worst person I know. I hate my family, a bunch of liars they be, nothing but broken promises, nothing but lies and hatred. They blame everyone but themselves, for things that mean nothing, I hope in death they shall learn, take nothing for granted, and never get hurt. They tell false tales, change stories often, never once they see, their mind distorted. In a final battle I shall win, they mean nothing to me, not even dead, I shall never bury them, never cry, when dead, my family, is just by name, nothing else.
  7. Just By Name

    Just By Name This anger so deep, worstening by the day, the cause, my brother, the worst person I know. I hate my family, a bunch of liars they be, nothing but broken promises, nothing but lies and hatred. They blame everyone but themselves, for things that mean nothing, I hope in death they shall learn, take nothing for granted, and never get hurt. They tell false tales, change stories often, never once they see, their mind distorted. In a final battle I shall win, they mean nothing to me, not even dead, I shall never bury them, never cry, when dead, my family, is just by name, nothing else.
  8. Utter Pain

    Utter Pain To feel pain, is to be alive, but your pain is like no other, your pain is but death. You are the grim reaper, death of all emotions, the one I hate, totally utterly death. I lost myself, when I saw you, I know why, your more evil than any devil. You should die, your not worth the pain, you destroy me, rip me apart, your nothing but utter pain and death.
  9. Utter Pain

    Utter Pain To feel pain, is to be alive, but your pain is like no other, your pain is but death. You are the grim reaper, death of all emotions, the one I hate, totally utterly death. I lost myself, when I saw you, I know why, your more evil than any devil. You should die, your not worth the pain, you destroy me, rip me apart, your nothing but utter pain and death.
  10. Alone

    Alone Alone sitting on the beach, watching the sun set on the sea, gazing like its all I can be, very lonely and full of grief. Living amongest many, I am alone, plenty of friends but none my own, no one here to heal my pains, no one knowing much about me. No one here but me in my room, my cat away in some other room, my friends out somewhere I don't know, answering machines all I know. Nothing left but dreams and fears, no one here to hear my ills, depression, hatred, and fears, all I know, no one left for me to hold. Add To Cart
  11. Poisoned Souls

    Poisoned Souls Darkened, Deeply Saddened, nothing but loss, no hope left, for anyone, not even us. Scarred through and through, nothing but pain and bad dreams, memories vague and dark, nights of terror and hatred. Self infliction, all we know these days, for we all want to recycle ourselves, and rid of pain. Pain and sorrow, depression and hatred, words we know all to well, for we are poisoned souls.
  12. Maybe...

    An fate, afterlife, all things used to keep the fearful inline. If you want to live. Lock the door, don't open it.
  13. Death

    Death To me, you are dead, bad dreams, memories, everything negitive. You are but a problem, a curse, an evil bitch, so small, but so painful. For you to die, oh what a dream, bleed to death bitch, just freaking leave. You are dead to me, you rheak of lies, you ugly bitch, the only cure for you, is death, your demise. James Devin
  14. Frozen

    Frozen My heart, frozen, trapped by time, love and emotion, feelings I don't have. My past, a riddle, a challenge with no end, a world unfair, unreal like never before. Lost emotions, frozen in time, my life, empty, like a pointless rhyme. My heart, my world, dark and unfair, full of people, like me, frozen in time. James Devin
  15. Poem Called Fatal Error

    Fatal Error The tale of my life, my brother dies, his fatal error, and I don't cry. The crick in my neck, the stress in my life, all I wanted is for him to see, see it went all to his head. Kind he was, but now he ain't, an error in his past, a choice he must regret, his choice, his life. I look at him and laugh, his best is not what I want, his worst I see, and his death has no meaning. At his very end I shall laugh, to the end, to the start, no regret I shall have, just a laugh ar a horrible brother. James Devin
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