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CrzyAnml6666 In reply to DarkSahdow [2004-06-27 15:54:45 +0000 UTC]
The pictures were not mine they were someone elses though I was extremely drunk when I posted them so I had no clue of what the hell I was doing at the time. So I shall leave here I have already pulled all my poems from here and I will leave here with the disgrace of being an art thief........
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DarkSahdow In reply to CrzyAnml6666 [2004-06-27 15:58:38 +0000 UTC]
art thief..think of the drinking thats a disgrace
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CrzyAnml6666 In reply to DarkSahdow [2004-06-27 16:02:04 +0000 UTC]
I just lost a friend of 17 years to a fucking drunk driver like I really need to hear this from everyone in here. It was a mistake alright Im very sorry it wont happen again promise for as soon as you read this I will be dead. I post a few pictures that are not mine I get recognized though all of my poetry that I have in here I guess doesnt mean shit. Try to wipe the blood stains from your hands now deviantART !!!!!!!!!!!!
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DarkSahdow In reply to CrzyAnml6666 [2004-06-27 16:06:01 +0000 UTC]
look u need to relax..if ur frnd died u shouldnt be here u should sit down n think about the memories u had together...by the way im sorry to hear that..be stronge n everything will be fine
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CrzyAnml6666 In reply to DarkSahdow [2004-06-27 16:36:20 +0000 UTC]
relax huh thats a new one well let me tell you something here is my story........June 23,2004 6:36p.m. I recieved a phone call from(Greg) my best friend he says Jill (his wife) has some important news to tell him so hes going to leave work early. Now mind you he only lives a half hour away from work. So he gets on his motorcycle and heads home he pulls out of the driveway from work. Gets about 15 minutes almost home 6:51p.m. crosses an intersection and is plowed into by a drunk driver coming of the north bound lane. This truck hits my friend and his cycle sending my friend through the air over some ladies hood of her car and through her windshield now mind everything that happens the drunk gets back into his truck and leaves. The police find him later that day still drunk and my friends sun glasses still shoved into the grill of the truck. Now its about 7:10 -20 when I get a phone call from Gregs mom crying,before I even got the phone call I felt as if someone reached inside me and just grabbed my heart and ripped it in half. Now next Friday I will be burying my best friend of 17 years...so do you think I still need to relax.
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DarkSahdow In reply to CrzyAnml6666 [2004-06-28 05:30:16 +0000 UTC]
it must been hard on u but u should be here..u should be with ur frnds mom try to make here feel better...its very hard on a mother to lose her child...i know its hurt but everyone have 2 die someday...let just hope his soul rest in peace
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vraven [2004-06-23 09:09:32 +0000 UTC]
I don't think I can really accuse you of art theft, but you know, man, maybe you don't get it... you can't just post other artists' works up on your account. You should at least credit the artist, if you do (which you should not!). Man.
Someone recognized one of the pictures already, and I recognized your ReaperDragon picture as the art of Michael Whelan immediately; you should at least credit the artists, if you're going to even do that.
Just thought I'd say.
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CrzyAnml6666 In reply to vraven [2004-06-27 15:26:10 +0000 UTC]
Ok I see where I had been wrong ok I was drunk when I posted those pictures. I just lost a friend of 17 years to a fucking drunk driver like I really need to hear this from everyone in here. It was a mistake alright Im very sorry it wont happen again promise for as soon as you read this I will be dead. I post a few pictures that are not mine I get recognized though all of my poetry that I have in here I guess doesnt mean shit. Try to wipe the blood stains from your hands now deviantART !!!!!!!!!!!!
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CrzyAnml6666 [2004-05-05 05:46:44 +0000 UTC]
From Shadows Love Is Dead
You're always there
Hidden in shadows
Blazing like a super nova
Just beyond a tantalizing
Crimson horizon
I can never reach
Challenging my intellect
Touching emotions
Disturbing my guarded
Vulnerable heart
With all those flights of
Fantastic fantasy
You spin with such finesse
And no apparent effort
Rocking my world
Unintentionally
Do you know the effect
You have on my soul
Just when I think
I've won the war at last
You seduce me
Once again with delicious
Daring delicacies of
Mystic
Sensual delight
I try not to peek
In your direction
You're always there
Stealthily
Emerging from shadows
Catching eyes
Imagination
On fire from the flames
I'd gladly surrender
To be tortured by any
Method you might choose
Tell me Poetess
Do you realize
I'm watching you
You strip off just
Enough outward
Coverings to infatuate
Inflame
Leaving my heart breathless
My psyche drenched in waters
Of wanting desire
Infernal flames
Of convoluted torment
To understand your thoughts
Of your unintelligible tongue
To know you beyond masks
Smoke screens
Your watching me too
From your royal throne
To grasp my attention
For allowing me in your thoughts
When love is new
Joy rests like dew
On the petals of a perfect rose
Sweet songs of birds
Resound and are heard
Wherever new love flows
When love is fulfilled
The whole world thrills
To the beauty of souls entwined
True lovers kiss and
Waves of pure bliss
Each moment in hearts confined
When love dies
The universe cries
The angels hang their heads
Tears from the stars
Fall from the sky
Each time tears end
And my heart begins to heal
You rip the wounds open again
I gave the depths of my love
And all I asked in return
Was yours
It took a long while to realize
I want what I can never have
You canβt or wonβt love
The same intense way I do
So I made up my mind
No more
Life is passing so fast
I donβt intend to spend it
Wallowing in pain and tears
Too late to take back my heart
But not too late to say
Itβs over
I weep my last tears today
For what ifβs and canβt beβs
Iβm putting these tears away
And if I ever cry over love again
When they hear that it is dead
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CrzyAnml6666 [2004-05-05 05:43:20 +0000 UTC]
My eagle wings are tattered and torn no breath of air can hold me up for I feel as if I have been plucked from the air and dropped into a deep endless hole that seeks no ending to my pain that I have had to endure for once I was whole now an empty soul.
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