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David Lovin

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Hey there! Hopefully you will stop right here on this Web Page, and take a few minutes to read about me. It may be destiny; it may be fate. Your chance to get to know me. My chance to get to know you. I will be right here waiting for you!!!

I am 33 years old, and in very good physical condition. I stay in shape, by working out with weights, playing volleyball, soccer, basketball, and softball. For the past couple of months, I've been recouperating from a shoulder injury, and have left the weights alone. I am 5 feet 11 inches tall, and weigh 185 lbs.

Mentally, I keep my spirits up by keeping my mind occupied. I am a voracious reader. I average a book a day, if I can find one to read. I also do a lot of writing. I've been writing poetry since I was a teenager. I hope one day to put some of them to music. I love music. I started singing when I was 5 years old, and playing the piano when I was 7. I listen to the radio all the time. My favorite music is from the 80's, and the early 90's. I didn't grow up listening to Country music, but I liked everything else. Honestly though, I'm a Rock and Roll man at heart, from Soft Rock to Heavy Metal.

I have been in prison since 1991. In a lot of ways I've had to grow up in prison. All of the friends I had out there are now married, with a lot of kids. Their lives took off without me. Even most of my own family has forgotten me. I don't blame them. I got myself in prison, and I have to do the time, and deal with the consequences. I'm not giving in to the loneliness and despair, I'm trying my best to find friendships and love. I'm hoping this Web Page will help me. I am a very passionate man, with a huge heart, a hopeless romantic who believes there's someone out here for me. I long for a family of my own. I love kids, and hope that I can help them to avoid the mistakes that led me to prison. If you are looking for one of the few good men, who has learned from his mistakes... someone who will love and cherish you, be loyal to you no matter what... I'm your man. I'm also sending some of my poetry to give you a deeper look inside...


Address:
David Lovin #0249165
PO Box 2405
Marion, NC 28752 USA

Birthdate: July 15/1972

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Seeking Correspondence With: Women Only

Expected Date of Release: 2012


Above and Beyond
Rolls of barbed wire I see, above the walls waiting
for me to be snared.
Sharp razor edges glinting with malice say;
"I dare you!"
I look at this structure built by fellow beings,
and I feel and see the violence that slowly strokes
my anger.
Captive I am surrounded by walls within walls,
a tiny window calls to me; it pulls.
I look out my cell, the view distorted with steel
and wonder what is really out there.
My pain struggles to be above and beyond.
A bird flies by, and its path to freedom I follow...
how easily it leaves this hell to reach a better
world.
For a second I smile, for above all I have hope, high
hopes that one day will lead me from violence,
pain, longing and loneliness, to a world
that hurtingly I see, feel and love.
Only then will I feel above the lowness that
I live within and with.

A Day In The Life
I pace back and forth in a straight line, trying to
do time.
The soles of my shoes grow thinner each day as all
thoughts of future fade away; brown hair is
turning to grey.
My eyes are sore, my sight starts to blur, pacing
back and forth across this hard floor.
A thousand miles have already been paved, but
there is no destination this side of the grave.
The heartbeat is weak with questions and fear,
maintaining a life that is going nowhere.
A stomach twisted in a thousand knots,
lives are discarded and easily forgot.
This flood can boil over just under the skin,
when things go wrong you never can win;
now it is life in the pen.
There is a spinning inside my head, without my
freedom life is now dead.
The darkness cloaks the brightest of days, this
chill in the bones is here to stay; it's just
another day.

The Unstable Man
What kind of man did this world produce; born
helpless with fear and dependent.
Questions and fear are all I know in a world
of unwanted resentment.
Conceived of a will not of my own my life it came
to be.
Raised by a will not of my own, my own eyes began
to see.
Limits were set surrounding me, to mold me in an
idea.. .
Kept inside another's mind by pain, and threatened
with fear.
Told when to laugh and when to cry, and rewarded
when I obeyed.
Told what was right and what was wrong, and punished
when I strayed.
To explore my world and all that grows lies
hidden deep inside.
To explore my youth and bring to life the freedom
that has died.
As sleep sets in I toss and turn, unable to escape the night
Gaining more knowledge, I gain more pain in
striving not to be blind.
I envy those who never were, and those not seeking to find
this kind of man that I've become wondering what lies
ahead. Prison is where I was led.

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