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 Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 11:13 pm
I have all my poems and songs in my Myspace blog, but it's on private. sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 9:04 am
Oh.... don't want people reading them?
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I EAT BRAINZ! Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:37 am
As it would be ineffective to abuse my ban threat and I don't want to be hit by poisonous pixie sticks, I'll post my poem.
BAM
It hits
Not one
Not two
Not three people,
But an entire community
All family
All friends
The pain of one
Multiplied countless times
And spread
Into each heart
They join together;
One big heart
One big heart which
Misses
Longs
Wishes it didn't happen;
Mourning
Grieving
Together
All lives interconnected
All lives changed
Forever.
Queen-- Your myspace, blog or both?
I haven't written one blog entry yet, haha.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:08 pm
Wow. That was just so... wow. It was amazing which is all I can say. It was so much better than mine. I'm jealous!
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 12:51 pm
BRAINZ--blog.
vampzgrl16--my profile's on private, so my blog's on private also. Only people on my friendslist can see it. But I can post them if you want.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:04 pm
Bahh, you're kidding.
My poem's nothing compared to yours, really.
Thank you though. <3
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I EAT BRAINZ! Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:32 am
I wish my poems were better than yours. But I'd be lying if I said mine were better. Yours was just so incredible. How'd you come up with that?
And Queen, if you could, could you post them? Cause I love reading other peoples work!
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 10:21 am
Okies. Here are my poems.
Epic Warrior
The warrior is bright like a spotlight revealing the star of a show.
He's warm like the blanket that's so big that you'd lose yourself in it.
He sounds like the excitement of the #1 action event of the year.
He'd taste like chocolate cereal to wake you up and excite you.
He smells like the wine from the end of a great day with your loved ones.
He's black and white like the symbol for yin and yang.
He's tough like a difficult math question you can never solve.
His movements are like that of a martial artist, ready to fight his final battle.
The Artist from Jersey (take a wild guess who this is about!)
The artist from Jersey is white like the bright lights of snapping cameras.
He's hot like the humid air of Death Valley, California.
He's cold like dry ice fresh from the ice chamber.
He sounds like the hymns of an angel from heaven.
He'd taste like the sweet-but-sour taste of a fresh Granny Smith apple.
He smells like the sweet scent of his birth month flower, sweet pea.
He looks like a sweet baby who needs love and attention.
He's soft like the tenderness of a young girl's heart.
He dances like today is the best day ever in his life.
Just Because
Just because I can belch at will,
Doesn't mean I have no manners.
Just because I can be loud,
Doesn't mean I'm obnoxious.
Just because I wear a lot of black,
Doesn't mean I'm gothic.
Just because I wear a five-pointed star around my neck,
Doesn't mean I worship Satan.
Just because I have cuts on my arms,
Doesn't mean I'm emo.
Just because I like anime and manga,
Doesn't mean it equals my life.
Just because I make a simple mistake,
Doesn't mean I'm a troublemaker.
Just because I like My Chemical Romance,
Doesn't mean I'm likely to commit suicide or murder.
Just because I have big band and movie posters,
Doesn't mean I'm obsessed with them.
Just because I hang out with girls,
Doesn't mean I'm a lesbian.
Just because I hate hugs,
Doesn't mean I'm insensitive.
Just because I cry at times,
Doesn't mean I'm immature.
Just because I smell bad sometimes,
Doesn't mean I never shower.
Just because I'm slightly overweight,
Doesn't mean I'm gonna eat you.
Just because I don't eat much,
Doesn't mean I'm anorexic.
Just because I have a round belly,
Doesn't mean I'm pregnant.
Just because I'm pale,
Doesn't mean I'm a mutant.
Just because I laugh a lot,
Doesn't mean I'm crazy.
Just because I'm quiet,
Doesn't mean I'm okay.
Just because my favorite color is pink,
Doesn't mean I'm perky and girly.
Just because I'm fighting with you,
Doesn't mean I hate you.
Just because I'm who I am,
Doesn't mean I can't be your friend.
If I Were in Charge of the World (a poem, with thanks to Judith Viorst)
If I were in charge of the world,
I'd cancel rap music,
Racism actions,
Plastic surgery, and also
Physical fitness tests.
If I were in charge of the world,
There'd be tastier toothpaste,
Safer toasters, and
Hoola hoops instead of guns.
If I were in charge of the world,
You wouldn't have depression.
You wouldn't have suicide.
You wouldn't have murder.
Or "Stop drawing and singing, and get back to your homework."
You wouldn't even have homework.
If I were in charge of the world,
A graphic novel would be on the EBS list.
Music players would be a school requirement.
And a person who sometimes takes a fall,
And sometimes forgot to give you a call,
Would still be allowed to be
In charge of the world.
Unwanted Crush
You make me laugh every day,
Why must you be this way?
You love the music I enjoy singing,
Why must you be this way?
You have the best sense of humor,
Why must you be this way?
You have the best taste in cartoons,
Why must you be this way?
You get the best grades in class,
Why must you be this way?
You make the best projects,
Why must you be this way?
You always have a good idea,
Why must you be this way?
You know how to make someone smile,
Why must you be this way?
But you already have a girlfriend,
Why must you be this way?
I guess you're my unwanted crush,
Why must it be this way?
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 3:01 pm
Oh My Gosh. Those poems are incredible!!!! They own my poems!!!! Seriously, my poems are nothing compared to yours *Mouth drops open at poems*
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 10:25 am
risingempress Disciple of Dionysos Yes risingempress! Another sting player! *Highfives* And don't feel bad vampzgrl16, I can't sing either. But I can write! We'll go start a writer's thread together >> i don't feel so alone anymore!! Yay!!! *dances like an idiot around the bedroom listening to "Dead!"* WEEE! whee *dances along to Dead!*
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 2:44 pm
Dead! is awesome. It's probably my favorite song. At least for today, that is. *starts dancing*
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:47 am
NOW I FEEL LIKE POSTING MY SONGS. D: Okay. This one's lame, but here goes: It's called Jared. Quote: Been pushed around most of your life Been burnt to the ground- from the ashes you rise To win our hearts and save our lives Just like mine. Jed, I wondered how you got that far With painted words and feirce guitar Sweet misery you sang. But the hard part is, you'll never learn my name Three Years and half a day I let you go and walked away And as far as I can tell, I missed you well, I missed you well Jed, some will write magazines and books But they will never know the corage that it took To be ridiculed, to be critisized To always dare to cross the line some might differ, but you are mine And all I'm aking of you Is you keep doing what you do. You know it's all becvause of you. What you do. LAME LAME LAME. It's a song btw.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 10:26 am
Ummmmm, okay, you are obviously much too critical because that song was absolutely incredible! I can't write songs because I can never get the rhythm, but that song was exceellent! Wish I could write like that...
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 5:07 pm
I'd post my songs, but some of them need some work. I'll get my sister into helping me improve them and then I'll post them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 5:46 pm
If we could be perfect one last nightListening to Marilyn Manson's remake of "This is Halloween. Tis cool. And I love your song, eekay! and die like STAR-CROSSED lovers when we fight
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