Paul Foulkes Biography
i guess i should write something more on a personal note for those who dont have a clue who the hell i am. for starters im a guy who uses this smiley -> ^.^ waaay too much though it is cute so i guess i can be forgiven? who i am is something you have to find out through your own experiences around me though if you need more then a hint of that i guess you could say im reserved and outrageous, calm and insane, romantic and enticing, my music interests fly off into space with its differences so does my book and movie collections. i adore my friends more then any job or treasure and believe that im only made rich when i have their company. my poetry never reflects m mood but my soul, one minute im 'love me for loves sake, that evermore thou mayst love through loves eternity', the next moment im, 'Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before'. want to know more? message me ^.^
A kiss so soft a feather upon my lips would feel nothing but rough glass,
i chase this kiss from my dreams to the waking world of life and only for naught
the kiss of that beauty allures me and evades me to such i am driven to madness in search of it through darkest ghastly figures of night time confusion and the many lives and tribulations of all the people whom i have surrounded myself
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stainless steel glass memories visions i cant seem to shake from my mind the eternal constant vision of your gaze worthy face
the sight of your loveliness makes me celebrate one more day my feet are upon this earth
and curse it to the darkest pits of its black depths
yet i cannot help but weep at the knowledge that face will never be mine to memorize truly never to see that face within a crowd an silently scream my happiness and joy
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blackness and Darkness.
Hidden and unseen it lurks.
A monster in utter secrecy.
clouded in a flow of words.
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my tiny samsung d600e orange network phone holds my small insignificant heart
why do i trust my heart something so dear to me and my existence to a small piece of plastic and wires?
its not for love of machines or technology or cold expressionless things
its not for security since my heart like my phone can be stolen away just as quickly
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