your face
your smile shinning bright
the smell of your skin
makes me melt
the taste of your lips
the feel of your arms
holding me tight
when your with me
i feel complete
my life has reason
and i wanna live
the sound of your voice
and the look in your eyes
you must be an angel
from a world of perfection
of sweet, caring love
a world of light
and music
when you are with me
i feel complete
my life has reason
and i wanna live
and your face
your smile shinning bright
and the smell of your skin
makes me melt
the taste of your lips
the feel of your arms
holding me tight
you an angel
of perfection
an angel of love and
I can't love you by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
I can't love you
I can't rick one more look at you
I can't read one more message
I can't listen to your voice anymore
Cause every time i do
my world turns blurry
and you're all i that i see
I cant get you off my mind
every word that leaves my mouth
is your name
i start to miss you
and fall even more in love with you.
Every day that passes
I'm hurting you
Every day that passes
is even more risky
Every day that passes
theres a chance i'll break your heart
Cause i love you so
but can't love you
So i can't risk one more look
I can't read one more message
I cant listen to you
Cause every time i do
my world turns blurry
and your all that i
'She Walks In Beauty' by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
'She Walks In Beauty'
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and stary skies:
and all thats best of dark and bright
meet in her aspecr and her eyes:
thus mellow'd to that tender light
which heaven to goudy day denies.
One shade the more,one ray the less,
had half impair'd the nameless grace
which waves in every raven tress,
or softly lightens o'er her face;
where thoughts serenely sweet express
how place, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
so softly, so calm,yet eloguent
the smile that win, the tints that glow
but tell of days in goodness spent,
a ind at peace with all below,
a heart whose love i
'When We Two Parted.' by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
'When We Two Parted.'
When we two parted
In silence and tears
Half broken-hearted
To serve for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow-
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in it's fame.
Thy name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me-
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee;
Who knew thee too well:-
Long, long shall I rue thee,
To deeply to tell.
- Lord Bryon
Only thing that matters to me
the only thing that holds me together
keeps me sane
make me laugh
cry with me
help me
always there for me
holding me together
keeping my sane
telling me when im wrong
making the wron decision
getting in trouble together
or not at all
keep eachother together
keep eachother sane
what else can you ask for?
friends is all you need.
it's been 1 year by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
it's been 1 year
It's been 1 year
nothing has changed
i loved you, cared for you
kept you together
you stabed me in the back
kicked me out of your life
crumpled me up like a peice of paper
throwing me out to sea
I'ts been 1 year
you still havent called
still havent apologised
not even thank me for all i did
It's been 1 year
i think my mask is growning stronger
trying not to lead on
how much you truelly hurt me
how much i long for you hug
your wonderful voice
fot the person you once where
ther person i loved
and loved me back
the one that cared
the old you
not this bitter-hearted
you've let yourself become
now i dont know if ill ever
I find comfort in you.
So dark so quite,
misterious and secret.
So much life,
but yet so dead.
No better time to think,
all my questions are awnsered.
You make me feel so free,
in spirit and mind.
Just you me and the moon's light.
I lie in my bed
looking out my window
out at the darkness
at the moon and stars
watching the trees dance
in the crisp night air
watching the stars taking turns
singin their own person songs
wishing i was out there
dancing and singing with the trees and stars
like i once ust to
missing the freedom i once felt
all the weight off my shoulders
spirit and mind wondering free
oh how i miss that feeling.
Love it when you kiss me,
your lips so soft and so sweet.
Love it when you hold me,
your arms so strong and so safe.
love it when yu look at me,
your eyes so masterious, so deep.
Love it when you tell me you love me.
your voice is like an angels, making me melt.
I love you.
everythiing comes from the heart so sincer.
So sweet, caring, oh so perfect.
A guitar and a microphone by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
A guitar and a microphone
guitar and a microphone
is all she she wants
her friends and her fans
loving or hating
watching or playing
her smile shinning bright, not a flaw in sight
her family wants more
but she wants nothing else
they just don't get what it means
how it feels
every one knowing her name loving her music
her friends are the only once who can help
but with their help she'll make history
she'll become a rockstar like all before her
that's all she ever wanted
for people to listen to her lyrics
hear her voice
with every day she wishes and wishes hard
hoping to get closer and closer
but she not getting anywhere
her dream keeps fading
fa
your face
your smile shinning bright
the smell of your skin
makes me melt
the taste of your lips
the feel of your arms
holding me tight
when your with me
i feel complete
my life has reason
and i wanna live
the sound of your voice
and the look in your eyes
you must be an angel
from a world of perfection
of sweet, caring love
a world of light
and music
when you are with me
i feel complete
my life has reason
and i wanna live
and your face
your smile shinning bright
and the smell of your skin
makes me melt
the taste of your lips
the feel of your arms
holding me tight
you an angel
of perfection
an angel of love and
I can't love you by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
I can't love you
I can't rick one more look at you
I can't read one more message
I can't listen to your voice anymore
Cause every time i do
my world turns blurry
and you're all i that i see
I cant get you off my mind
every word that leaves my mouth
is your name
i start to miss you
and fall even more in love with you.
Every day that passes
I'm hurting you
Every day that passes
is even more risky
Every day that passes
theres a chance i'll break your heart
Cause i love you so
but can't love you
So i can't risk one more look
I can't read one more message
I cant listen to you
Cause every time i do
my world turns blurry
and your all that i
'She Walks In Beauty' by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
'She Walks In Beauty'
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and stary skies:
and all thats best of dark and bright
meet in her aspecr and her eyes:
thus mellow'd to that tender light
which heaven to goudy day denies.
One shade the more,one ray the less,
had half impair'd the nameless grace
which waves in every raven tress,
or softly lightens o'er her face;
where thoughts serenely sweet express
how place, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
so softly, so calm,yet eloguent
the smile that win, the tints that glow
but tell of days in goodness spent,
a ind at peace with all below,
a heart whose love i
'When We Two Parted.' by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
'When We Two Parted.'
When we two parted
In silence and tears
Half broken-hearted
To serve for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow-
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in it's fame.
Thy name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me-
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee;
Who knew thee too well:-
Long, long shall I rue thee,
To deeply to tell.
- Lord Bryon
Only thing that matters to me
the only thing that holds me together
keeps me sane
make me laugh
cry with me
help me
always there for me
holding me together
keeping my sane
telling me when im wrong
making the wron decision
getting in trouble together
or not at all
keep eachother together
keep eachother sane
what else can you ask for?
friends is all you need.
it's been 1 year by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
it's been 1 year
It's been 1 year
nothing has changed
i loved you, cared for you
kept you together
you stabed me in the back
kicked me out of your life
crumpled me up like a peice of paper
throwing me out to sea
I'ts been 1 year
you still havent called
still havent apologised
not even thank me for all i did
It's been 1 year
i think my mask is growning stronger
trying not to lead on
how much you truelly hurt me
how much i long for you hug
your wonderful voice
fot the person you once where
ther person i loved
and loved me back
the one that cared
the old you
not this bitter-hearted
you've let yourself become
now i dont know if ill ever
I find comfort in you.
So dark so quite,
misterious and secret.
So much life,
but yet so dead.
No better time to think,
all my questions are awnsered.
You make me feel so free,
in spirit and mind.
Just you me and the moon's light.
I lie in my bed
looking out my window
out at the darkness
at the moon and stars
watching the trees dance
in the crisp night air
watching the stars taking turns
singin their own person songs
wishing i was out there
dancing and singing with the trees and stars
like i once ust to
missing the freedom i once felt
all the weight off my shoulders
spirit and mind wondering free
oh how i miss that feeling.
Love it when you kiss me,
your lips so soft and so sweet.
Love it when you hold me,
your arms so strong and so safe.
love it when yu look at me,
your eyes so masterious, so deep.
Love it when you tell me you love me.
your voice is like an angels, making me melt.
I love you.
everythiing comes from the heart so sincer.
So sweet, caring, oh so perfect.
A guitar and a microphone by sammyslammerjammer, literature
Literature
A guitar and a microphone
guitar and a microphone
is all she she wants
her friends and her fans
loving or hating
watching or playing
her smile shinning bright, not a flaw in sight
her family wants more
but she wants nothing else
they just don't get what it means
how it feels
every one knowing her name loving her music
her friends are the only once who can help
but with their help she'll make history
she'll become a rockstar like all before her
that's all she ever wanted
for people to listen to her lyrics
hear her voice
with every day she wishes and wishes hard
hoping to get closer and closer
but she not getting anywhere
her dream keeps fading
fa
Who can see this mask I wear?
What shape does it take?
What form? This mask I wear
What face does it make?
Who can see the look it gives?
Who can tell its changing shape?
Who knows that this mask lives?
That it changes features and shape.
Who can see what lies beneath,
This mask that I wear?
What face could I make,
To be unlike the mask I wear?
For the mask I wear is a sanguine mask
One of optimistic comedy
But this mask can go deeper, its task
Is to help me be
A person of feeling
A person who laughs
But I truly feel optimistic
One who laughs
So is this sanguine mask,
Really a mask? A crutch? A cane?
No, just a
I spend a lifetime
Building up this heart
But with one touch
Everything falls apart
You knock this heart over
The dominos start to fill
This hole that I've created
Is closing, randomly, at will
My heart is made of dominos
And I just have to set it back up
For the next time we meet
My heart will again have to be set up
A hole is opening up
Inside this domino heart
A hole that can't be filled
When we are apart
So set off this reaction
Let the dominos fall
With your touch, the action
My heart begins to fall
And let me build up these dominos
So you can knock them over once again
And this hole in my heart, you can begin to fi
I have within me
A terrible force
A subconscious reverie
That shook me from my horse
This realm I had entered
Was not one of thought
For this world was centered
On fear, stretched taut
For once one is in the realm
There is no hope of day
This ship, with no one at the helm
Can go in only one way
I can see
Why we destroy
This killing within me
I feel I am a toy
My subconscious defies
Me without my consent
I no longer tell lies
Where have my thoughts went?
I no longer question my actions
I no longer second guess
I am so sure of the kill
I am no longer Jess
I am merely a hunter
With the horrible ability to kill
I am sca
The edge
These footsteps
Light my path
Their beat echoing
The hum of the ocean
I am but a blind man
Wandering
But I always know where to go
I can always walk a straight line
And I know my feet
Will take me over the edge
My mind says it's the end
But my heart knows it's not
For I am but a blind man
I know not whether I tread on land or sky
For I am a blind man
The sky is my land
The land is my sea
For even though I cannot see
The edge means nothing to me
For the edge is not the end
Merely the tipping point
And whether I walk
Fall
Fly
Sail
Land
Splash
Tumble
My mind will never fail
And when I walk over the edge
the apotheosis of the dollar by the-zeke-man, literature
Literature
the apotheosis of the dollar
What have you done?
Why must it be this way?
The world must revolve
Around what you say
They say that money talks
But it can't buy everything
Sure, money talks
money's not everything
all eyes are one you
all faces turned your way
the world runs on you
we do whatever you say
ascend to god status
become our highest power
but you can't save us
in our darkest hour
atavistic vestiges after rain by the-zeke-man, literature
Literature
atavistic vestiges after rain
Come son, let me show you
The wonders of this world
What wonders this world can do
I say, watch as it is unfurled
God is in the rain
Or so it would seem
My atavistic brain
Can't make sense of this dream
Surreal isn't it?
This world that we live in
Although, I don't mind a bit
I would certainly give in
God is in the rain
Rain which humbles those within
God is in the rain
Rain is something to believe in
In I ride
On silent hoof beats
Silently, I glide
My! How this world cheats
I have no heart
My skin is gone
I am merely a part
Of one elaborate song
O, life is but a symphony
The hoof-beats mark the rhythm
But no one hears, but me
I create a schism
I am the gap
I am a one-way street
No one can tap
This silent-hoof beat.
I am the bullet
The cold blade
I am the murderer, yet
From silence, I am made
I despise what I do
For it is a task that only one knew
My world is one of silent sadness
I know of no light, no happiness
I hurt people
I know that for sure
I fall like a church steeple
There is no cure
For I am death
O
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looking for schools in the rochester city area really sucks. If i don't get into SOTA i really don't know where im going. East dosnt seem that bad other then it's reputation. It's got a bunch of great clubs that i'm interested in and then some. Many people from school are looking to go there too. Maybe ill become an east chick if not a SOTA girl...
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Never thought i would feel yhis way, it's like im living my own personal fairy tail. But it's not going so well. Our love is perfect but the situation isnt. People don't want use together and don't care about how we feel. But where not going to let that get inbetween use. We don't care! we're going to keep loving, for our love is stroung and we will find a way even if we have to wait for ever...
hey! i biked around for an hour and a half looking for your house, you're right by rite-aid. lol im gonna try and bike over there again today at aroud 6:45 or sevenish
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i need to see you too! but it is hurting me too much to say that im in a relationship when i havent seen you in months. i cant stop loving you though. if we see each other, things will change.