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I'm Mark Cimino. I'm from Jersey, and I'm the drummer for the band The Post Scripts (T.P.S.). Our music is currently available through iTunes, CD Baby, and other places. We have some videos up on YouTube as well.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-awareness: 1 of 235
"This Piece of Paper" If this piece of paper Was to suddenly catch on fire Would you continue to read If you knew its meaning would inspire? Do you struggle To learn what is unknown? Or do you just ignore it Like asking why a king deserves his throne? Would you break a piece of glass Just to see it shine? Would you pick the ... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Religion: 2 of 33
Religion plays a vast role in today's society. It gives people hope. It gives them something and someone to look towards for spiritual inspiration. It gives them something to look forward to when their time in the physical life is up. For some, it's even the difference between life and death. As Mark Twain once said, "It is ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Moving on: 29 of 300
"Nothing can stand in my way" Nothing can stand in my way Today isn't like every other day I'm ready to express what I need to do and say And I'll be damned if I let this one slip away. You questioned me Asking why I keep trying But maybe it's because Without you I feel like dieing. Funny how time stands still When you have ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Losing love: 47 of 287
"Musical Chairs" I'm looking through your eyes Seeing a life of simple hope Scared of what will become As I slowly break from this rope. I'm sorry we can't be together But you'll understand in time As I float away like a feather Try to understand why. And I fear I might return Too soon for your lesson to be learned I know it... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Amazing: 1 of 4
"Amazing" You are my most amazing friend. But how I act around you is mostly pretend. For I could never reveal To you how I truly feel There is not one girl who Is more beautiful than you No ones personality can compare Into your gorgeous eyes I can't help but to stare You're the only girl I can really trust And it kills me ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Truth: 67 of 215
"Trust" You say one thing But do another And it makes me wonder Why I should bother Why I continue Believing the lies And how I never noticed Your wondering eyes Your trust is lost and found And tossed around Like a trick performed By a circus clown You call yourself a friend But we'll see in the end Just how much I can trus... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 173 of 428
"Behind the mirror" I guess I'm just one of those things Left on the shelf behind your mirror Because the only time you look towards me Is when you're not thinking of your self So I guess I'll remain On this shelf behind your mirror Because your reflection in my eyes Just wasn't enough Maybe when you see past Your own lies a... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Self reflection: 112 of 172
This piece of writing will be about moral values. The basic, yet complicating, concepts that we unconsciously recognize everyday of our lives. Have you ever had a friend who told you a secret and said not to tell anyone? If you told someone then you are not trustworthy. Trustworthiness is one of the many moral values that I ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Looking in the mirror: 133 of 201
The Next Time You See Me The next time you see me I'll be a different man It might confuse you at first But in time you'll understand. I'll be a better person I'll be nice to everyone I'll help those in need And I'll do it all as fun. I'll change for the better The way most people should I'll change for me and everyone else ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sleep: 90 of 136
"Counting Sheep" It's late at night And I wanna sleep But how can I? I can't take anymore of those sheep. I use to believe That in order to fall asleep At night when I wasn't tired Counting sheep was required. But these days it just seems That I'll never get to my dreams. More and more sheep keep coming. God, what am I becom... More..