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Name:  Alex Jone Murphy  

Age: 25

Height: 5’ 9

Weight: 156

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color:  Black with a splash of blond…

Facial Hair: Clean shave.

Piercings: snake bites. ears are size 4g

Tattoos: Black widow with webs around it on his left size of his chest.Right arm has a Ghost pirate ship sleeve. On his neck he has morior invictus -means: death before defeat-And one on his lower Stomach - Live Free Our Die -

Sexuality: Gay

Occupation: Singer

Dress: Black our red tank tops our black short sleeves.Has a leather jacket with his band name in graved into it. Black Jean pants Our leather depending on how his feeling. Black Combat boots. Leather Gloves. Has a chain with a skull hanging from it in his right pant pocket.Wares a silver chain and a silver ring on his pointer finger.inside in graved lucky.He also wares a Trench Coat onces and while.

Personality: His calm and Quite. Very Friendly. Has a Twisted sense of Humor and mind frame. He has a strong will and a big heart but he has a fighter spirit.His lade back and relaxed

Digs: Smoking and Drinking. Cooking and grilling. He also likes a Good time just hanging out.

Background: He comes from a little town in middle of Mississippi. Both his parents are gone. He lives in a run down flat but keeps it looking in style the best he can. He was thought how to survive on his own ever sense he was little, but also learned when to trust others when he needs to. Growing up he never had many friends just mostly 5, He was known to be wild and unsafe too most people. So he never really bothered to care what anything thought of him. He got his first tattoo at 18 but started drinking at 15, Smoking came shortly after.
My hearts grown cold.
The darkness has already set in.
You claim to understand.
Yet you know nothing of being truly numb.
No Love can be brought forth of your heart.
Human touch no longer needed as if its some sort of plague in its own self.
The darkness comforts you and calms you.
You could sit back and watch as the world burns around you.
No one to care for and even wish to care for.
Love is pointless for you no longer feel it.

True Darkness lies with.
When your heart goes numb then and only then well you truly understand.
How dark this world can be.
Trust is no longer a thing. You distrust every living thing.
Your heart would go Black if it could with how much you Envy,
And how wrathful your heart truly can be.

My heart has grown cold.
The sicking darkness has set in stone.
A blacken heart what onces was so full of love and life.
Turned bitter by the ones who held it so dear.
Broken mask and angry roars is all that is heard.
She is like a Banshee no care in the world.
People say nothing is set in stone...
Do they truly know the faith of a numb and cold heart?
You lose that feeling of joy for love.
You wonder if its even still alive within you.

You wish to ask them but you know the reply.
They always say It's fine your fine.
Do they truly know the meaning of Fine.
I assume not.
You can see a truth beyond there lies and fake happiness.
You see what lies beneath it all.
No one is to be trusted with a hearts love for they well break it.
Drowned it in betrayal and lies.

A ghoul has set in her place.
A loveless cold Creature.
A vengeful wrath with no heart to give.

A Darkness has set in.
My heart is cold as snow.
You claim to understand and that you know.
Yet you know nothing of the true cold numbing pain within.
You know nothing that lies beneath A ghouls heart.
The Ghoul


She follow you anywhere.
Her heart is cold as ice.
She wishes to be like you to feel love.
To feel the reason you laugh.
It all ended with a simple goodbye.
She fell and crawled away.
She felt her heart die that day.
You didn't say anything else.
You walked away.
Left her out in the rain.
Her Body became numb.
Her heart turned Cold as ice.
She cried and forgot why.
Now she has no more tears to shed.
She gave up and walks along the shadows of her so called life.
When she does cry she dose not know why.
She sees people laughing and holding hands her hate grows.
She hungry for love.
For the one to make her heart feel alive again.
The Ghoul
A poem i did to vent feelings building up.
The Ghoul is within the heart. 

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irishimo Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the fave on-> Bath~ by irishimo
Gorelotte Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
:3 your welcome i think its cute.
irishimo Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm glad you enjoyed it. ^^
FROG-and-TOAD Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2015
Thank you for faving :) (Smile)

Gorelotte Featured By Owner Jun 17, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Your welcome :3
beowulf716 Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the :+fav:!

Come back again sometime :thumbsup:!
Gorelotte Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Your welcome :3
ionrayner Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2015  Professional General Artist
Thanks a lot for the faves, Amber! :la:
(And I see you have good taste, you really like the GL corps, right?)
Gorelotte Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Your welcome :3 and yes i do. They got more into Guy Gardner personalty. His my fav, But i love The GLC Big time.
ionrayner Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2015  Professional General Artist
Yep, let's see what DC will do with Gardner from now on.
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