Beardedsouth72: Ask lol don't want to spoil and worth it!
Basic:
35 year old Man, 5'7" (170 cm)
Seeking:
Woman, for Lets Hang Out / Chat / Friends
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Body Type:
Athletic
Personality:
Athletic
City:
Profession:
Steel Work
Education:
High school
Religion:
Christian: Other Denomination or Non-Denominational
Misc:
Non-smoker, Drinks Sometimes, No Drugs
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More Details:
Martial Status:
Single
Hair Color:
Brown
Eye Color:
Green
Longest Relationship:
Over 5 years
Second Language:
No Second Language
My Exercise Habits:
Not Specified
Has Children?
No
Want Children?
Undecided
Has Pets?
Not Specified
Has Car?
Yes
Political Views:
Not Specified
Postal Zip Code Area:
17331, PA
About Me:
Great guy, am lost in a sea of memories
that scar the roadmap of my bleeding soul;
my words- the highway to my deep pain.
I follow a labyrinth of passages and corridors
curved and contrived- I am a child praying.
Oh, my withered dreams, my hopes, my aspirations!
Why do I dreg up my past sorrows
that come drifting like a dark death melody . . .
my grief comes unbidden to stain my years-
my tears hang from dripping branches in a
. . . graveyard where tombs stand in rows and rows.
Oh- grass grows greener in a graveyard,
and the happy hummingbirds hover in heavenly harmony
and red roses decay- the wind a violin . . .
(Blood seeps from the dagger in my heart!)
Barefoot, ragged, hair tangled- I am a girl
lost in the sad wail of violin winds;
. . . life stretches before me like a long road.
I am sick of all the sorrow- decay,
I want days as clear as sparkling wine,
to live a life of peace and serenity;
days brilliant blue and nights full of stars,
picture perfect, instead of this vast empty place . . .
Oh, bitter this life- yet a fire burns
inside of me and soon it will explode . . .
that scar the roadmap of my bleeding soul;
my words- the highway to my deep pain.
I follow a labyrinth of passages and corridors
curved and contrived- I am a child praying.
Oh, my withered dreams, my hopes, my aspirations!
Why do I dreg up my past sorrows
that come drifting like a dark death melody . . .
my grief comes unbidden to stain my years-
my tears hang from dripping branches in a
. . . graveyard where tombs stand in rows and rows.
Oh- grass grows greener in a graveyard,
and the happy hummingbirds hover in heavenly harmony
and red roses decay- the wind a violin . . .
(Blood seeps from the dagger in my heart!)
Barefoot, ragged, hair tangled- I am a girl
lost in the sad wail of violin winds;
. . . life stretches before me like a long road.
I am sick of all the sorrow- decay,
I want days as clear as sparkling wine,
to live a life of peace and serenity;
days brilliant blue and nights full of stars,
picture perfect, instead of this vast empty place . . .
Oh, bitter this life- yet a fire burns
inside of me and soon it will explode . . .
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