johnr0x17
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Well, where to begin, I was born in Cherokee, North Carolina. My grandfather died just recently, very unfortunate passing indeed. In my writings of poetry and such related material I prompt and issue tothe public that this is my own orginal work and not copy right infringement that violates the sanctity of the very Bill Of Rights. Like I said I;m strictly formal with my manuscripts.
“I enjoy the comapny of others, it keeps my heart healthy, it is love that surrounds me. Every perosn needs somebody else, they just need time of some sort, a trial to prove love is irrelevant, it just takes time away from them.”
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Any way thanks for coming to my webpage, enjoy your browsing, you’l find every thing to be in it’s exact position.
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johnr0x17 is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Character Development, Greek and Roman Mythology and Melbourne & Victoria.
Journal Entries
the truth behind our lives
Posted 6 months ago.
The secret Manifestos of Zacharah Riddle
Posted about 1 year ago.
Unscrupulous Mage
Posted about 1 year ago.
Hope A Decision consisted of a Thousand Words
Posted about 1 year ago.
Selfless Trinket
Posted about 1 year ago, 1 comment so far.
A Poor Oak Amissed In The Dark Corners of An Abyss
Posted about 1 year ago.
The Moonlight
Posted about 1 year ago.
The Advent of Sacred Memento
Posted about 1 year ago.
The Stream of light
Posted about 1 year ago.
The Frost
Posted about 1 year ago.
Writing
The Days End
the frost is alive today / for it has ended forward wits of the day / I with my shining sun / Her with her glimmering moon / when time and times are done / her time shall come soon / my sun, my sun /…
The Raven's Fruit
the seedless fruit hath came in harvest indeed! / Where humility banished by the likes of thee / to summon, conjure up the bitter nothing within / to be born to trifle with our dealings again / how t…
The Course of the Queen
Queen of Scotts-vessel or ship of legend
the genre of diversified leisure
alas, alas / hast thou a meaning / in thy life’s woe / hast ye a token for which thoust bestowed / Bring me unto a man who fraught with many / dreads / and certainly i will with evict them with …
the fight of the philosopher
so silly these things in my head truths,principles, things that not even virtue once bred yet we adhere to their voices and choose to make not ours, but their ” honest” choices we no longe…
The Sweetness of the Macabre inspired by Edgar Allan Poe
dost the sky be in earnest / withal her droplets of offering / thence our sorrows returnest / to the oblidged soul / with the controlled mind / becomes a fool of thine / thy hand shall quake / beyond…
