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• 1991-08-16
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• Massachusetts, U.S.A.
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• 2004-12-16
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• Student/Artist
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• Nate
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• Poetry Awards and Art Awards
Anime Fan Since
• I first saw Inuyasha, when I was three.
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• Full Metal Alchemist and Inuyasha
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• Do my best and try not to impress others, just satisfy myself.
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• Drawing, Writing Poetry, Rollerblading
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• Drawing, Writing Poetry, Rollerblading
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Hey everyone! Whats up? I'm no professional artist, and I dont spend hours on my work either, so if you don't like that type of work, you shouldn't be in my site. Any way, I'm here to show off my pictures. These are all from the heart, not a copy, so they might look a little off or disconfigured. Hope you enjoy my site! Questions comments? Send them to me at bluewolf1260@yahoo.com! (Oh, I don't consider my self NEW to the otaku anymore. I'm Getting tired of all those "Welcome to the otaku" signatures!)
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Oh god....everyone run! (I have an idea.)
I can do poems or art for anyone that gives me suggestions. Just post a suggestion and I'll try to get it done. If I end up getting a lot of requests it may take a whil so be patient, or I might just go crazy (as if I'm not already, lol.). Thanks all!
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Saturday, December 25, 2004
If anyone wants me to, I could write poetry every once in a while. Just give me a comment and let me know.
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Friday, December 24, 2004
I Can Be A Good Boy Too
You look outside
nearly going blind
by the blanket of white
on the ground.
The white is unpenitterable.
The light is unbarible.
You use your hand as a sheild.
Your imagination takes flight,
the white,
the light.
You put on your clothes
as if it's all going to go
and trip half way out the door.
The soft fluffy snow
causes your cheeks to grow
a light red glow.
You ignore the ice
this felling is too nice
and you flop right down
on your back.
The sun begins to set
"Not yet, Not yet"
you wish the sun would just stop.
You go inside
wishing to ride
your sled, just one more time.
You strip off your clothes
your mother knows
you are numb from head to toes.
She sends you to bed
and as you lay down your head
you know it will all be there
the next day.
Maybe the next day
you would repeat this day
but enjoy it even more,
but enjoy it even more.
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