My name is Justin, and I live in Florida. Music, my bass guitar, my friends, and writing keep me going. Without these I surely wouldnt last long.






Ozymandias

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.


Written by Percy Byshee Shelley

Ozymandias's Works

Poetry	10/21/2007	Disconnect Yourself.
Poetry	10/15/2007	Between My Fingertips
Poetry	10/08/2007	Life is abusive
Poetry	09/15/2007	Watching the stars.
Poetry	09/14/2007	Dark City
Poetry	09/12/2007	Together, we climb.
Poetry	07/25/2007	More than words
Poetry	07/12/2007	Reborn
Poetry	04/03/2007	Creator
Poetry	05/17/2006	Cataclysmic Beauty
Poetry	05/08/2006	Dreamland
Poetry	04/06/2006	A catalyst for degredation
Poetry (Fantasy)	02/08/2006	A Walk Through Chaos

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