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23 years old
BRADENTON
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JOB: Working
SMOKE: Weed
DRINK: Hell yes
RELIGION: Agnostic
ORIENTATION: Demons only
DATING STATUS: Available Slave
BODY TYPE: Slim/Slender
MEMBER SINCE: 11/21/2007
STAR SIGN: Libra
LAST LOGIN: 05/31/2008 02:19:09
MY RATING: 0.00

My favorite type of movies are horror. I love anime toons, my favorite top ones are Decendants of Darkness,Naruto,Gravitation,Ghost in the Shell,Fake,wolf rain,Angel sanctuary,one piece,etc...etc...and I love all Jackie Chan movies!


video games!!
i love DYNASTY WARRIORS,resident evil,final fantasy,need for speed,silent hill,the suffering,prince of persia,bioshock,oblivion etc. etc. etc.....









love JOKES!!!
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"How'd you die?" the first man asks the second.

"I froze to death," says the second.

"That's awful," says the first man, "how does it feel to freeze to death?"

"It's very uncomfortable at first," says the second man. "You get the shakes, and you get pains in all your fingers and toes. But eventually, it's a very calm way to go. You get numb and you kind of drift off, as if you're sleeping. How about you, how did you die?"

"I had a heart attack," says the first man. "You see, I knew my wife was cheating on me, so one day I showed up at home unexpectedly but found her alone watching television. I ran around the house looking for her lover but could find no one. As I ran up the stairs to the attic, I had a massive heart attack and died."

The second man shakes his head. "That's so ironic," he says.

"What do you mean?" asks the first man.

"If you had only stopped to look in the freezer, we'd both still be alive."
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pure stupidity and ignorance.



tattoos and piercings. intelligence is a must.














Darkness gathers over me
the dark I have no fear
For you are my companion
forever always near
Your icy lips can't warm me
Your eyes can shed no tears
because of me you've gone to see
the Music of the Spheres.....
Before you left I took from you
a little souvenir
a kidney; your eye
(it's for a pie)
and (of course) and ear
I cut you up in pieces
just like a fat young sow
you said I'd never do it......
Well who is laughing now?
-mc.
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I recently bought one of those bracelets that has the words "What would Jesus do?" engraved on it. So now, any time I get into a difficult situation, I can look at my bracelet and remember to ask myself, "What would Jesus do?"

The next day, I was in a movie theater and some jerk's cell phone goes off. He starts talking really loud on it and at some point I couldn't take it anymore so I yelled at him to shut up. When he turned around and told me to shove it, I jumped out of my chair and was ready to cave his head in. But then my bracelet caught my attention and I remembered, "What would Jesus do in this situation?"

So I lit him on fire and threw him in hell.................and that's pretty much how i see life now adays. i am really easy to talk to and i love people that are different, it's more like normal people scare me type of deal. lol



i love books. stephen king in particular.

heavy metal and punk rock all the way!! korn,slipknot,disturbed,cruxshadows,metallica,static x,cradle of filth,marylin manson,mars volta,linkin park,green day........








Displaying 15 out of 72 comments
From: Amon
06/16/2008 03:08:37
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From: DaveDoom51
05/27/2008 14:42:13
Well, thankyou for putting up with my lack of communication......I think things have settled down a bit now so I hope to be here more :D

In any event, here is one from my archives that I don't think you have seen !! (I have ignored my writing just recently as well !)







Ingenue



Shadow writhing in the mirror, intense eyes staring...
Mirror in shards, fractured faces glaring...
Imagination soaring, fragile reality in tatters...
Things gone horribly wrong, escape is all that now matters.

Arcane gestures performed, evil unknowingly seeded...
Franticly seeking asylum, sanctuary desperately needed.
Awful spawn of her conjuring, suddenly sitting beside her...
She repeatedly screams, soul ripped out from inside her.

Sudden quiet descends, marred only by panting...
Hideous creature she birthed, quietly chanting...
Forbidden, almost forgotten verses...
Bathing in foul birthblood...capering, reciting Assyrian curses.

Fell shadow now here, as young ingenue commanded...
Her naive soul forfeit, as custom demanded...
Evil grin spreading, across mal-formed features...
Squirming soul eagerly devoured, the way of such creatures.

Writhing and dancing this foul imp of destruction---
Now prostrate in obescience, he receives his instruction...
Gleeful imaginings, soon to be dreadfully clear---
Fell imp thirsting for this mortal, ambrosial fear.

Clad now in false beauty, traveling openly among us---
Foul urges hidden for now, his mission to urge us...
To act with abandon, pursue beastial passion---
Demean us, leave us empty of human compassion.

Cycle endlessly repeated...why won't we learn...
Mankind hopelessly diseased...destined to burn.





©July, 2007 ~davedoom51 all rights reserved







From: Phantom70
05/18/2008 05:28:19


From: DaveDoom51
05/17/2008 15:48:28
Here is the latest.....It is for Lynn, and if you know her....you will know it fits! I hope you enjoy :D
Enjoy your weekend!





Evil Lynn

Passing naked in the twilight...
Path revealed by gentle soul-light.
Warm easy breeze caresses her...
She feels insistant magic stir.
~~~
In this garden of rembrance...
Ancient images proclaim...
Ages will not dim such balance...
Arcane wisdom will remain.


Lynn journeys here, not for pleasure...
Not for gold, nor worldy treasures...
Instead she's questing for revenge...
Foul actions that she would avenge.
~~~
On the morrow her soul's sister...
Meets her death beneath the blade.
Due to some malicious whispers...
By shallow friends she was betrayed.


Lynn wonders as she ventures further...
What this feeling is inside her...
As if her soul is being branded...
As if somehow it is commanded...
To writhe within her very center...
Wrench itself out of her keeping.
Tomorrow she will count the cost...
Time enough then for her weeping.


Laughter greets her late arrival...
Faerie ring assures survival...
Awful vengance worth the price...
She strikes Mother's brass-bell thrice.
~~~
Lynn shrieks to see her dark intending...
Taking form as it descends.
Shape that alters destiny...
The shape required to save her friend.


At last the reckoning time arrives...
Time for this sending to alter lives.
Dark sending anxious to receive...
The final shaping before it leaves.
~~~
Dancing with the crystal flow,
Guided by ancient mother's hands...
Sharpening intending's purpose,
She learns the price success demands.

~~~

In a land not split asunder...
As in times when they were younger.
Lynn and her lover soar forever...
Worth the price of her endeavor!


© May, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved


For Lynn and Lilli


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From: b_clary
05/17/2008 05:52:06
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From: DaveDoom51
05/11/2008 07:50:16
Heheheheheheeee....I do wish all the Mothers on Deep Realms a very happy "Mother's Day" !!! I know even they will admit that there is an occasional throw-back...That female who is more daemon than woman......so I just HAD to send this older poem to all my friends today! Thank you for your kind indulgence!



Betrothal

Dread daughter of chaos, no physical flaws---
Appearing deceptively docile, sharpening ebony claws.
Luxurious preparation, bathing in young-maidens' blood---
Stretching supernatural sinew, rejoicing in the flood...
Of despicable emotions, accompanying odors as well---
Infernal mission paramount, engraved invitation to hell.
Deceiving humanity, true image never displayed---
Carefully choosing her raiment, for tonight's masquerade.

Plans nearing fruition, letting her mind rush ahead---
Ceremony this evening, celebrating the soon-to-be dead.
Monstrous teeth peeking, through succulent lips---
Debauched images overwhelm her, as her disguise briefly slips.
Deep carnal moaning, down low in her throat---
This corpse-bride is anxious, chance of escape is remote.
Foolish priest murmurs, beloved standing beside her---
Later stealing his soul, as he thrusts desperately inside her.

Abandoning her musings, regaining total composure---
Musn't allow her excitement, to result in exposure.
Impatiently waiting, for her bride's entourage---
Planning to wear her groom's heart, as a bloody corsage.



© February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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From: DaveDoom51
05/09/2008 08:04:56
Please forgive my absence from your comments recently ! I was giving birth to this foul child of a poem....I hope you enjoy it!!!!




Betrayal


So many nights we've lain together,
Thinking we were friends forever...
Now such thoughts are in the past...
I guess nothing good is meant to last.

In your arrogance you believe,
Implausable logic which you conceive...
To justify your manipulation,
Demanding another's...capitulation.

The string of souls you leave behind,
The one's you use...ones you think are blind...
Were only dazzled by your double-talk,
They simply lacked the will to walk..........

Away.

Is that disdain that you are feeling,
For those souls from whom you're stealing?
Are you so busy running away,
Do your indiscretions forbid your stay?

Perhaps your anger is reserved,
For those who treat you as you deserve?
Remeber you reap that which you sow,
You shouldn't trifle with those who know.......

You.

A word of caution may be in order,
Don't drag me into your own disorder...
For you are small with-in your rage,
Avoid my teeth...turn the fucking page!


© May, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



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From: Unfortunate
05/06/2008 03:16:55
Each Day Brings A New Life!This 1 Will Fight 4 U!!
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Have A Good Week!!


From: Unfortunate
05/05/2008 03:17:52
Damn! To Close To The Edge, Dont Push Me!!

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From: DaveDoom51
05/04/2008 07:14:52
I wonder what happens to the old gods when no one worships them anymore???

For little sister Samantha!



Little Sister


Through the mysts of legend peeking...
Diana's little sister seeking...
Power cradled in her keeping...
She soothes her sister's quiet weeping.
Young spirit with the ancient soul...
Perhaps not ready for such a role...
Aware of desperate arcane goals...
More aware of the power, she controls.

Ahhhh, she strays in youthful vigor...
Always seeking something bigger...
Than what is needed to insure...
That earth-wounds will not long endure.
In her sweet naive delusion...
She embraces cruel illusions...
Her tender quest seems never-ending...
Sister's advice, feels condescending.

If she founders in this endeavor...
Old gods must leave this plane forever...
Misled by shallow human lies...
Little sister screams as Diana dies.
Mournful wailing now is heard...
Wise ones aware of what occured....
Thunder echoes their desperation...
These ancient gods, denied salvation.

Roles somehow are now reversed...
Marking mankinds' cheap acendence...
Ancestral gods are cast aside...
Mans' strutting ego abhors dependence.


© April, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



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From: DaveDoom51
05/02/2008 18:55:02
Hehehehehehehehe...hope this will give you a chuckle...it sure did me !!! :D


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From: DaveDoom51
04/28/2008 00:58:38
Here is something I ran across that you may enjoy.....A soothing way to start a hellish workweek :)




From: DaveDoom51
04/28/2008 00:58:26
Here is something I ran across that you may enjoy.....A soothing way to start a hellish workweek :)




From: DaveDoom51
04/23/2008 04:45:09
Hehehehehehe It wud seem ya need to be careful who you try to help ... and take into yer home !!! This is one that was in the works for a couple months, but finally finished it :D Hope you enjoy!


MISFORTUNE







Something awful about her eyes, cold gaze says she'd kill me...
Hungry stare of the soul inside, as if cold wind did chill me.
I hear her screaming frantically, but still I finish with the knife...
I deftly sew her lips together, to bring sweet silence to my life.

Upstairs in my room now, sure that the child won't shout...
Won't interrupt my sleep again, sure that she can't get out.
My sleep has been un-easy, ever since I took her in...
Poor waif she seemed that fateful day, so lost and dreadfully thin.

Slipping on my lounging jacket, turning towards the stair...
My nervous eyes deceiving me, for there upon the chair...
I seem to see the daemon child, she and that awful glare...
Twas but a trick of fading light, no creature really there

Still rubbing my offending eyes, pausing at my liquor table...
I know that I should try to eat, perhaps later if I'm able.
I pour dark wine into my glass, hand shaking with my fear...
What is that dreadful keening sound, that familiar sound I hear?

Must be the neighbors I decide, that couple and their child...
They have amply demonstrated, that family games get wild.
It's best to curb more subtle thought, I mumble as I drink...
Shocked at my own imaginings, so damn difficult to think!

Another glass to soothe my nerves, yes that is what's required...
A glass that I might fall asleep, this mortal shell is tired.
Sweet opiate this time I think, will surely do the trick...
Absinthe, it will ease my slumber, will dull my senses quick!

Sometime later in the darkness, startled into waking...
What was it that awakened me, set my body quaking?
I sense a greater darkness, something invades my room...
I fear that my precautions, will not forestall my doom.

Why did I not destroy the child, was it courage that I lacked?
Why only seek to limit her, did pity cause me to react...
With misplaced thoughts of parenting, dreams that she could be saved?
Such thoughts now seem ridiculous, would she consent to be enslaved?

Too late now for sad reflection, I feel her claws upon my arm...
Moonlight peeking through the curtain, I see that she intends me harm.
She has ripped my careful stitches, shredded tissue once her lips...
Now hangs lifeless cold and bleeding, her mouth now a cruel ellipse.

Green fire dances in her eyes, I see awful mirth reflected...
I understand it was a game, I only did what she expected.
I turn away no longer sane, I can't endure her features.....
I feel her rip my throat away, the way of these foul creatures.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~


Young girl huddled in the doorway...such a lonely sight...
Won't some kindly passing stranger, save her from her plight?


© April, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved





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From: DaveDoom51
04/17/2008 07:31:07
Well....many of you have asked me, "When are you going to rerturn to your dark poetry, Dave?" It looks like that old dark side reared its ugly head yet again. In celebration of the dark-side, my friends.....I give you "Consequences". I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I enjoyed writing it!!




Consequences


Mind screaming, heart racing...wondering what the fuck I'm facing.
Breathing ragged, soul dying...I hear heaven's angels crying.
Watching as the lamb of god, is murdered on the altar...
Awful madness running wild, disemboweling those who falter.

Never have my eyes beheld, nor thought such monstrous evil dwelled...
Upon this mortal plane we share, our blood for gods who never cared.
Adramelech makes his way, into this sacred gathering place...
Accompanied by a shreiking legion, souls who looked upon his face.

I watch a smile cross his features, watch him summon more foul creatures.
From the bowels of hell they issue, to feed upon sweet mortal tissue.
Moist cloying stench of manflesh innards, heaps of midden on the floor...
My nostrils weeping putrid mucous, His summoned creatures howl for more.

I wonder now what fevered thinking, what made me bring this nightmare slinking...
Up from the depths of my despair, to do my bidding here and there?
Lust for power caused these actions, too late now to close the door...
Selfish motive behind my madness, doesn't matter anymore.

Harken all you kindred souls, nursing all your foul ambitions...
Power gained from incantations, carries with it fell conditions!


© April, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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