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 Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2005 3:34 pm
My clover? Yes?
Great great poems. heart
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 2:59 pm
Bird
You held me close
You held me tight
kissed me softly
in the night
I trust you with my life
because I know you would never hurt me
Now I can spread my wings
and take flight
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2005 9:25 pm
Beautiful, Dark Angel Of Night. 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 11:10 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 12:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 5:41 pm
Talked of walk
Legs wrought
locked in stock
Eggs bought
Opened moon
Closing soon
what a wonderful tune
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2005 7:21 pm
Free writting, I write from my mind then edit much later once I have many files of free writting to place together and so on.
For every mother who had to cry,
From a childs closing eyes.
Theres a fathers glory smile,
For the little life that's gained.
As a bullet goes it's way,
Says hello, to dawning day.
Lay there little fragile girl.
He'll speak the oh so wanted words.
And he wants you to believe,
Bow down and take the throne of king.
The broken mirror, gives the roles.
Speak the lines that you were told.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 1:04 pm
vouge for me,look at me.
look at my tears,are you sick of my tears?
can you feel my pain.is my pain ignored?
can you really look me in the eye as a cry upon the floor?
because of you,because of your words.
because of those soft whispers ,sent my mind aswirl.
sent me through a maze,an unending haze
where once upon a time my dreams safley lay.
in the book called "life"
locked away,untill of course my dying day
where paradise i shall go
where the world is no longer the black hole
the black hole where i will forever be trapped
chained,glued...to this everlasting misery
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 8:36 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 9:05 pm
Nice, Xeroxer. smile <33333
wasted
so annhilated
my head is so constipated
If was could rate you, you'd wouldn't even be rated!
listen to the beat of the song (dance with me)
stay with me all night long (pray with me)
hold your hand till the break of dawn (wake me)
please dont be so withdrawn (forsake me)
a saint became a sinner today
i think its wednesday..
I'm not sure
but it doesn't matter anyway
listen to the beat of this song (dance with me)
stay with me all night long (pray with me)
held your hand till the break of dawn (wake me)
please dont be so withdrawn (forsake me)
i can't remember my name
should i act the same?
maybe we should rename..
listen to the beat of this song (dance with me)
stay with me all night long (pray with me)
held your hand till the break of dawn (wake me)
please dont be so withdrawn (forsake me)
to the beat of this sooong...
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 9:14 pm
Your broken lies don't hurt me
I won't remise for your lies
Surpise with goodbyes in this house of ties
Arise in hope walking a tight rope
Sitting here thinking you dear telling a lie
Watching things pass me by
From a sunrise to a man with redeyes
Don't you die
Don't you lie.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 9:24 pm
Under rated boy
Unused toy
sold but not needed joy
my body was sold to you
My heart was given but abused
We sit here in this church pew
asking ourselves are we good
to sit here on this wood
God forgives us
So I will too
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 11:07 am
Rolling stones
breaking homes
sticks and bones
painted smile belonging to a gnome
Eager youth
meager in telling the truth
stolen smile
made for a while
Sing sweetly
and don't kill me
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2005 7:20 pm
the card of doom
a card?a simple card you say
is that really something you fear?
its short its thin
nothing could happen
so your words are very unclear
but,no
your wrong of course
this is no normal card
for it comes in the mail
sun rain or hail
and can forever leave you scared
who knew that little blotches of ink
could ulter the way you think
and even worse,
assigned to the parent of...
the parent of?
NO adress it to me!
so my family wont beable to see
so i can disopse of it quickly!
not to mention its just a slip
to show what youve done
some exchange with others
aS id it were a sick fourm of fun
but,to the people who dont really work that hard
they fear the arrival of thier report card
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2005 5:12 pm
Lips wet
tongues met
hands held
sails sailed
gah..stuck
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