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 Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 4:17 am
First off id just like to ask that you not make fun of me for my inspirational muses. I am inspired by the oddest of things.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 4:19 am
Why
The blood is dripping down my collar, showing my true colors.
They saw me do it by myself, not a single accomplice or survivor.
But im frozen stiff here, overlookin that great fire.
Nothing can come save me now, not even my desire.
Please, tell me what to do next, i dont know what i must do.
Tell my feet to run and hide, at the very least tell my shoes.
I dont want to be here anymore, and have to pay my dues.
I just want to get away, and forget all my abuse.
Its just not worth it anymore, i cant be in this situation.
I just wish that he was here, he would be my true salvation.
But alas i am alone, this was my very own creation.
For it is i who killed him, out of pure desperation.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 4:25 am
The couch song
So comfortable and yet so small,
It hugs you and at the same time it just lets you fall.
At times its too small or far too god damn tall,
And others its just too big to put in your tiny hall.
(...way that is)
Sometimes you wanna curl up in it,
And sometimes just throw a big a** fit,
because you cant believe what you just ******** did,
You turned around just a bit too fast and rammed your face right in it.
(...or on it whichever you prefer)
Now you wanna kick it in the face but realized one thing,
"It really only has a body so maybe thats where i should aim?"
But when you hit it you are met with metal and just a bit of shame,
Because this isnt like your ex-boyfriend no its just so not the same.
(...unless you weigh them...hmm)
Many laughs are thrown your way and u feel so damn embarrased,
because all of your attacks just happen to be in vain.
And you wish that theyd stop laughing, but then again youd do the same,
and you think your leg is broken and you might just need a cane.
(...holy s**t thats badass)
Now you wanna cuss them out but all that will come out is ouch,
And all you wanna do is get the hell out of the damn house.
Then you freak out cuz you dont know what youve touched,
And then you realized..."theres jelly underneath the couch..."
(...somehow we dont think thats jelly...Eww...)
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 4:27 am
Listen
Out from another land,
Here to make a living.
You ask me if I have a plan,
s**t, I say it's a given.
But stones thrown and laws made,
So much, that no longer is anyone safe.
With immigration crawling up your spine,
There's nothing more to give than time.
Another child separated from his parents,
Simply because Bush didn't wanna share it.
So many tears and so much pain,
In this child's mind there's nothing but rain.
And to our fellow man comes salvation,
And to our fellow man comes protection.
Protection from whom you ask?
That will be life's true revelation.
The revelation of the just and cautious,
We shall stand tall.
Even when they try to bash us.
You say I'm different so I shouldn't be heard,
Instead I should be quiet and let myself get hurt.
By those that believe that equality's a myth,
This coming from those who believe in the sith?
You say you wanna be rich but you're too ******** lazy,
Screw this my mind's gettin hazy.
So I'll let you go and live your pathetic little life,
With your sister who, oh s**t, is also your wife.
So I'm off, but I leave you with this,
Equality is so much more than a myth.
Look it up, I won't sue,
Your fore-fathers believed in it too.
But what has become of their great plan,
When this injustice ensues on your fellow man.
You say I'm different but are you sure?
Cuz in your blood is something not so pure.
The blood of psycho's, killers and rapists,
But you say you're forgiven because you're Baptist?
That's all hypocritical nonsense.
Now I'm done, finished, my words end here,
You don't have to worry, there's nothing to fear.
But some day soon I shall reappear,
And bring new words for all to hear.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 10:46 pm
I liked the last one because it reminds me of something me friend would say. eek Almost exactly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 6:16 pm
wrote that at an immigration laws protest. I got really mad when police came and tried to arrest us.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:12 pm
There was a protest at my school when that happened, kids started leaving and camping out on the lawn, then this mob formed and ran around campus, nearly trampling some people and running over absolultey everything. Trash cans, gates, benches, everything. The on campus police (yes we needed them all the time...) came and eventually stopped it. Some kids got caught on film or caught by the officers and taken somewhere...... stare The rest ran, I don't go to that school anymore though so I don't know what happened to them, and this was a couple years ago too...
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 12:06 pm
I agree that the last one caught my attention. The meter felt inconsistent, though.
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-Resurrected Writer- Crew
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 3:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 12:24 pm
THE LITTLE GIRL The house up on the hill,
Where the little girl stood.
When suddenly there was a chill,
And a change in the mood.
She smiles as she looks up,
And sees death approaching soon.
The people jumping up,
Some looking up in gloom.
Blood gushing everywhere,
With yells of fear and fright.
Not a single life left,
With blood every way in sight.
When all is through and everyone’s dead,
The little girl looks up with a few words of praise.
Thank you so much, what else can be said,
Look for me the next time you’re raised.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 10:35 am
The Way It Begins
As I lay here staring at my ceiling,
I can’t ever shake this feeling,
That I’m alone
And no one will come on over help the healing
Alone, alone, that’s all I am now.
Alone, alone, I feel no shame now.
There’s no one here to judge me anymore,
No one that I must ignore.
Save me the irony I don’t really care for it,
You’ll just be telling me the same ragged up s**t.
I fell for this damn deceit,
It was just too big a hit.
And now I sit here staring up,
But my ceiling has been replaced by the night’s sky.
How did this come to be, it started as a simple cut?
I guess all there is to say now is…goodbye.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 10:36 am
Defiance Of The Mundane
My Third eye’s blind and my vision’s still blurred.
But I’m so tired that I’ll never be heard.
They say I’ll never get ahead because of the way that I’m dressed.
And the way that my hair is just a big ******** mess.
{CHORUS}
Defiance of sanity,
Defiance of conformity.
You say I’ll never be,
Normal, just like you.
{CHORUS END}
I kinda forgot the words,
I think my dad is Mr. Burns.
Those were some really bad shrooms,
Ooo look pretty balloons.
Who are these ******** goons?
They’re trying to take my tunes.
I wanna play with wild raccoons,
It seems to me that…WE”RE ALL DOOMED!!!!
{CHORUSx2}
Defiance of sanity,
Defiance of conformity.
You say I’ll never be,
Normal, just like you.
{CHORUS END}
Defiance of gravity,
Defiance of empathy.
You say I’ll never be,
NORMAL JUST LIKE YOU!!
AN a*****e JUST LIKE YOU!!
PATHETIC JUST…LIKE…you…
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