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I am 18.
I am a guitarist in a band,
I am from New York.
I live in Virginia Beach.
I am Male.
I am majoring in General Studies at Tidewater Community College right now.
The Tears Keep FallingOnly This Dreadful SilenceBroken By The Tapping Of KeysThe Static From A Broken TVAnd The Sounds Of Me Sobbing.The Tears Keep FallingAs Happy Memories Fill My HeadMemories Of Us Together Way Back WhenMakes Me Cry Every Night.This Pen Keeps WritingAs These Keys Keep TypingThey Keep Going, DocumentingEvery... More..
RageAnger pulsing through my veinsHateFueled by the constant reinsPlacedOn me by these peopleTryingTo contain me, keep me feebleTryingTo let go, give upPlacedHere to do good, cant give upHateKeeps running throughRageKeeps me a fool. More..
now everyone wants a countrywhere we can be freebut when you look outsidebaby, all you see is mei can't help the factthat were in captivitybut everyone come togetherand we'll be set freewell we can't helpwhat we've becomeso let's just betogether as oneno we can't helpwhat they have doneso let's just betogether as onenow if yo... More..
I can't stand these feelingsOf always competingAlways pushing for first placeAnd ending up last.I don't know why its so hardTo can't drop this and go onJust live our lives outAnd never love again.But we'll always be hereShooting for first placeHolding each other backFrom full glory. More..
The bridges will fallAnd the towers will burnThe ships will sailAs this deadly curWont hear the justiceThat tolls its bellThis single manWill send us all to hellHe can feel our thoughtsSink our dreamsTake advantage of our fearAnd ignore our screamsAs we fall into the seaWho will save us?Who will be?The end is near for allThe ... More..
"I'm Sorry"Sitting on the front porchOld man in a rocking chairStaring at the flat horizonWaiting for the reaper's harvest.He smokes gently from a pipeWhile contemplating life.Trying to remember goodAnd forget all his sins.Silently begging for forgivenessSadness etched in his expressionThe pain shows throughHis weathered fac... More..
I cant stand in front of the audiencePeople watching as I stand here facingHundreds of faces staring backFeedback pouring through my ampMy foot starts tapping as he starts singingMy hand starts strumming as I start feelingFeelings that everyone is watchingEveryone is judging me waiting for me to failI can see myself now falli... More..
No... absolutely not!What we need now more than ever is LESS government control in talk radio. The FCC is already regulating what can and cannot be said, a violation of our first amendment right, and that is enough. We don't need our rights to be violated any more than they already are by the government.I believe that if you ... More..
One More StepTake another stepOne more to the door.Step over the thresholdNever know what lies beforeIn a world as oursWith cynisism and hateCriminals and rapeNo one knows what happensWhen you step through the door. More..
No one has made me feel this way,this pain I feel will never fade.I love you more each and every daybut this is the price that has been paid.You made my world go from black and white;gave me color, and gave me sight,to see old things in new light;And I dream of you every night.You don't know how much it hurts.I don't think th... More..
Collin Jones
Virginia Beach, Virginia US
Articles Written: 45
Writers Invited: 8