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Name: steven clay
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Wichita Falls
Birthday: 8/21/1990
Gender: Male


Interests: Justine Enlow .......the love of my life
Expertise: i currently am an expert on screwing up relationships but id like to think those days are over with?
Occupation: Student
Industry: Textiles


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Member Since: 5/30/2005

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Friday, June 23, 2006

To see you when I wake up

Is a gift I didn't think could be real.

To know that you feel the same as I do

is a godly deam.

You do something to me that I can't explain.

so would I be out of line if i said,

I miss you


I see your picture,

I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine.

You have only been gone ten days,

but already I'm wasting away.

 

I know I'll see you again

whether far or soon.

But I need you to know that I care.

and, I miss You.

Steven Clay


Thursday, June 15, 2006

Side-Tracked

Long, this way I've traveled
through briers, and thorns, and rocks,

Standing'

a clueless wonder,
a pilgrim with holes in my socks

This road, twas going to be easy
At least, tis what I was told
a sneak, a thief, a robber,
a lie I have been sold!

If only I had listened to,
that still small voice inside
I would not be here a wishin'
for a clue, a hint, a sign.

Just a little bit further,
time to make some tracks.
Spent enough time dwellin'on,
myself, my life, my past

-Steven Clay-


Monday, June 05, 2006

PLUNGED

Ive been taken out,

Ive been replaced,

and baby its the fourth quarter,

why would you take me out when you know your gonna lose without me,

its like givin away money playin monoply,

like wanting to fail in life,

like striving to be the one noone likes,

like loving the unlovable,

like praying to the devil,

but you do that,

you always have,

and maybe i did too,

i fucked up,

so intern you could fuck up,

we just didnt realize those fuck ups were like daggers in a demon,

you can keep stabbing,

and stabbing,

and stabbing,

but those demons just keep coming back to life,

stronger, harder, faster,

but every time they come back,

they loose just that much more soul,

and maybe me soul is gone,

i dont have anymore flesh to peal,

no more hopes to flush,

no more life to blow,

its gone,

safe inside that casket of eternity,

killing, hurting, loving, is no longer an option,

maybe this is the end of the line,

the green mile has long to pass,

ive already jumped,

the plank was my finali,

go ahead baby pear off the edge of the ship,

watch those sharks of hope tear me apart,

i know you like watchin dont lie,

just put on those glasses and appear to cry,

please just for me jus act like you care im gone,,,,,

Steven Clay


Thursday, May 18, 2006

Currently Listening: Freebird: The Very Best of Lynyrd Skynyrd

This One is for Her,

you say i dont care,

you say i never did,

maybe you dont,

maybe you never did,

i bet you never put that in your mind,

you must have been too busy not thinking about me,

she said i moved on,

yet she was the one who moved on,

i was attached to something that was unatachable,

yes thats you, dont lie to yourself,

you know it,

you always wanted to be a free bird,

i was more of a dove in a cage,

you just played with me, stabbing my heart out with your stick,

just to ask for forgiveness afterward,

and you healed me,

but why, i would have rather died on impact,

opposed to the torture lasting at the exact point of eternity,

so go, you be a free bird and shit on me every once in a while,

ill always be there for you to torture,

no matter how bad you want me gone ill always be there,

in your mind, in your room on your bed, in your friends truck,

just remember what you did to me,

and how bad it hurt me,

not just once,

but twice,

-Steven Clay-


Monday, May 15, 2006

Currently Listening: Paradise, Found

Why???

why the fuck am i here

stuck in this place

this place is a twisted version of heaven

cant i just leave?

yea i can leave but what will i leave

am i just running away

away from the pain

the anger has elapsed my heart, mind, body, and soul,

i just want to vent it out

but where would it go?

is it just gonna follow me and leave that aroma of hell

sometimes i kinda like hell though

i just like to piss someone off just enought for them to hate me and then make up for it by loving them with all of my heart

just to get that feeling of hate

i just get the adreneline from it

i taste it like blood from a pierced lip

im like a shark hungry for it

and when i find it i love it

but when i dont have it ,

it just makes it that much worse....

-Steven Clay-



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Rest in peace Marley

hendrix is currently being painted on my guitar with marley in the backrouund it wil be freakin sweet

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