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 Shadowbrought's Profile |
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Often the truly sublime is found only in shadow. |
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| Age: | 19 years old |
| Sex: | Male |
| Location: | REDLANDS, California |
| Country: |  United States |
| Zodiac: |  Pisces (Feb 19 - Mar 20) |
| Last Login: | Feb 19, 2007 (1030 days back) |
About Me |
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| My name is Jonathan Welter. I also go by James, Jim, and more commonly my friends will call me Jimmy. I am also just as commonly referred to by my "artist" name, if you will, Shadowbrought. I am fond of writing poetry and short stories. Actually, I love to write and joined Myspace in hopes of some few people finding enjoyment in my writings. So, please, feel free to read them and leave my your feedback as I post them. Thank you. I personalized my page by using The V3.6 version of Thomas' Myspace Editor ! |
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My Interests |
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| Poetry, and stories. Especially those with the gothic element present. And I do love music also. | |
I'd like to meet:Fellow aspiring artists. Or just anyone with a tale to tell. |
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Music:I like quite a blend of things really. I usually listen to light jazz and music you might hear in a coffee shop to help inspire myself to write. |
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Movies:I'm not really sure I have a favorite. I'd much rather write up my own premise than watch a movie, but movies with a personal touch of creativity I do enjoy. Especially suspensful movies. But I don't really find much time for movies in general. |
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Television:Much like movies, I don't have very much time for television. |
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Books:Like stated above, I like the works of Edgar Allen Poe and Richard Mattheson. |
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Heroes:I'm a big fan of Edgar Allen Poe and also a lot of Richard Mattheson's work. |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | Single |
My Blog |
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waiting |
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| He wishes, hopes, and wants to die
The only question he has is "why?"
He's sitting and he's waiting.
She was the one, but not for him
Her smile was bright, but life was dim
He's sitting an... Posted by Shadowbrought on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 10:41:00 PST |
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The Man in The Black Suit |
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| His black suit fits well, with matching shades
He straightens his tie, and to shadow he fades
Another villain, another fight
Saving the world, be it day or night
His leather black gloves caress his kn... Posted by Shadowbrought on Wed, 19 Apr 2006 07:43:00 PST |
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The Tale of Sir Garwal (Part II) |
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| Once again, not the greatest poem ever, but just something for fun. Once again, enjoy.
~Shadowbrought~
So Sir Garwal set out, sword in hand
For twenty days, he walked the land
On the twe... Posted by Shadowbrought on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 11:21:00 PST |
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The Tale of Sir Garwal (Part I) |
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| Ah, I know this isn't great, but I had fun writing it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Part two will be even more fun to write I hope.
~Shadowbrought~
The rain came down... Posted by Shadowbrought on Tue, 04 Apr 2006 09:14:00 PST |
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A work in progress |
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| I saw the sun rose in the west
And slowly made its way east
This day the rich were thrown out
And all the poor today did feast
The grateful were given plenty of gifts
And the selfish had to learn to g... Posted by Shadowbrought on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 11:22:00 PST |
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What Good Is A Poet? |
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| What good is a poetWho has lost his soul?What good is a bellThat knows not how to toll?What good is chefWho knows not how to cook?What good is a spyWho can't bare to look?
I am like theseThe souless p... Posted by Shadowbrought on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 09:12:00 PST |
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For She Was His |
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| He woke up one morning, a smile on his face
He jumped up out of bed with a great lot of grace
For she was his, and that was all that mattered.
He at breakfast in a hurry too
Thinking about ever... Posted by Shadowbrought on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 09:44:00 PST |
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A Hunter's Words |
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| They lurk in shadow
And are known through lore
Passed down by gypsies
From a far distant shore
Eyes glow crimson as blood
With skin that is so beautifully pale
Lucky is the man who sees one
And lives ... Posted by Shadowbrought on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 05:18:00 PST |
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Blind To Fortune |
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| Children are starving on a far away shore.
What?! No dessert?! This is means for uproar!
She cries out when she learns he died with the rest.
How could you give me this kind of grade on a test?!
On th... Posted by Shadowbrought on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 10:31:00 PST |
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Softly Now |
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| Softly now, the sky does weep
Rain falling as its tears
All my pains, time does keep
In records of the years
Why live this life, in such great woe
With only rumors of things as gold
On the othe... Posted by Shadowbrought on Sun, 05 Mar 2006 11:52:00 PST |
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My Friends |
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Tom, drey, Becky
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