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About me - Eugene Taylor

Just trying to find myself in the world.

My interests are..............
Writing, Reading, Taking Pictures, Laughing at other peoples expense, Playing Roller Hockey, Rooting for the Phillies, Hoping that a Philly team wins the championship before I die, Driving

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Uncertainty: 4 of 85
Question ThyselfWhat side am I on?Black, White, GrayAre the deeds corrector did I chose wrongWere my morals offare my thoughts righthow do I really knowthat this is good and not wrongam I floating in spaceor standing on the earthAm I up or downis that sip of rum really evilis that cig going to hurt mewill sex with that girl d... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 162 of 1317
Black/WhiteGood, Bad, Evil, PerfectWho am I to sayWho are you to judgewhere is the standardis dark and black, goodis white and light, badTaking one more stepcould destroy everythingthinking too muchcauses worriesWho am I to sayWho are you to judgeto say No God.to say bow downPut the gun to my headI'll laughI'm better off dead... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Daydreams: 6 of 47
Mid-day driftMid-daylost in a daze.Dosing off,into a haze.A dream, so surreal,an escape of reality.Vivid, with controlfantasy in whole.Floating around,miles from the ground.BAMEngaged, back to life.Confused at first,lost in my own verse,why such a teasing curse. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Emotions: 97 of 294
On Topsinking into a deep sleepcomforted by my protectionskin on skinmy heart is going crazyno way for me to sleepeverything I want from this worldis now with mebreathe slowly, for time doesn't stopslowly I take you inarteries poundingroll upon you, caged increasing every inch with my tonguethose sweet moansstop the worldmois... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Time: 312 of 759
Timeat first its uselessits almost a poisonslowly ticking awayhow boring this daythen it caught uphitting us hardwhere we were most proneit kept on goingas if we were nothingon its merry way it wentsecond after secondand with it came ageit took our youthwith no fountain in sightthen our friends and familyit took our wisdomnow... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Construction: 4 of 9
ContractorsAll day long they sufferworking hard, unknowing of tomorrowlife just gets tougherbeer hides all their sorrowNo trophies, plaques, or storiestheir hands speak of agesthey have no future glorieshow do they control sudden rages?No credit is given to these menday in and day outif only they had picked up that penbut ple... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: God: 81 of 179
ServerFunny.How things work,all around,connectedin six degrees.Coincidence?I think not.Destiny?Maybe, possibly.So many people;yet,so close we are.Look around,up and down.There must be something,a connection to us all.One that supportsall interfaces and operations.Quite possiblyone Server,whom we all serve. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 327 of 694
High/LowWhen you are great,they want a part of your fate.When you are down,they won't come, they'll let you drown.Riches they bring, when you offer more,nothing, they give, when you are poor.Laughing with you, if you've got something,laughing at you, if you've got nothing.You're the centerpiece that they gather around, but a ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confused by love: 147 of 311
Mental KindI start to forgetbut I can'tevery momentcomes rushing backI try to stopbut the memories attackevery breathcauses nostalgiaI lose my strengthand then I seethat smileso full of lifehappiness and hopeso I feel happythen my heart achesagainbecausethat smileis no longer mineit's not meant for meto ever seeand I squeezem... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Tomorrow: 40 of 74
TomorrowTomorrow is never guaranteed.That's why life is so great,but also so dreadful.When yesterdaywas full of glory,and todayis just another story.What tomorrow holdscould makeor breakour lives in a second.Tomorrow's bookcontains the future,with empty pages.soontomorrowwill be the enduntil thenwe must enjoyall the others More..