I have my camera again, and plan on returning to my photography roots. ^^
I sucked at drawing, I was better behind the lenses and i the darkroom.
Anyways, I'll also post up some poems when I get the time.
Well, take it easy.
-Accicus


The Jokers PlayHow does it feel, To feel like you do? How does it feel, To see like you do? How does it feel, To be dead inside like I do?The Jokers Play
Wandering thoughts on this cloudy night, Why are the stars out tonight? The time when I need them the most, They are hiding and laughing amongst.
No more stars to sleep under, The moon as long since slept, All I see is this bottle and my Old Friend, And I precive a long night ahead..
Good night my friends, And sleep well on this trip, Goodnight my loved ones, Who are long since dead. Dream on,


Valentines DayThe flowers you get, On Valentines Day, Will soon wither, And die away.Valentines Day
The paper you hold, Will turn to dust, To be swept away by the wind.
But the words spoken, By the one who graces your heart, Will linger there --So long as you care to let them live on.


SecretsDo I make your life complete? Am I the secret that you can not keep? Am I the sorrow that you reap? Am I the freak - nature will not keep? Maybe one day I'll believe.. Maybe one day I'll see.. And release this pain held within me.Secrets
Unwanted pleasures, always reminding me, Of these feelings you do not want to believe. Am I really this secret you an not keep? All this emotion pent up inside me, Wanting to escape and tear my mind out, Wanting me to be free.
Am I rally this sorry that you reap? Am I really this secret that you can not keep?


Glass Puzzle.The pieces to this puzzle, Are small and made of glass. Some parts missing, Some broken in the pastGlass Puzzle.
The pieces of this puzzle, Are delicate and hurt. Some pieces bleed, -Bleed like a fresh cut wound.
The pieces to this puzzle, Are ht shards of my soul, The pieces to this puzzle, Will never make me whole.
My soul is lost, shattered like a glass crow. The pieces you pick up for me only bleed in your hand and make your own soul crack and want to be free. Do not worry, do not fret. My soul which is lost, I dropped down to hell where it shatt
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