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Posted: 12/29/2007 11:00:04 AM | Sculptor, thank you
for such kindness left herein
your words touched me deeply
more so than i can impart
happiest of new year to you and yours
loved reading your lines
please come back anytime
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designs thank you too
the stars shine brightly
guiding our ways
with grateful acknowledgement
i am humbled by the grace
in each moment of the rhythyms
of life
happiest of new years to you!
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joshua dear
thank you for taking your time
and your well wishes
somehow methinks this year
coming new will be a great one
for yours and you!
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wintersoltice
thank you for visiting
for your thoughts and query
i have many thoughts on the subject matter
you've brought up herein
sacrifice + love = equality
no matter which diety
one chooses to believe in
none are perfect yet
we are each perfect
none are devoid of "sin"
yet we are each pure
happiest of new year's blessings to you
and thank you kindly for yours too
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just around the corners of lives
comes a new year shining bright
gifts heartfelt for one and all
health love warmth balance and hope
an end to strife a return to simplicity
if but only we heed their call
whether of whispers or loudly announced
they will present themselves unfolding
in their time as it right they show themselves
quiet ourselves so we may better understand
feeling knowing and devising for each of us
ourselvesfor our best to be laid out plans | |
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Posted: 12/30/2007 4:01:40 PM | AT THE END
He was so old his bones seemed to swim in his skin.
And when I took his hand to feel his pulse
I felt myself drawn in. It was as faint
as the steps of a child
padding across the floor in slippers,
and yet he was smiling.
I could almost hear a river
running beneath his breath.
The water clear and cold and deep.
He was ready and willing to wade on in.
Ed Meek | |
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Posted: 12/31/2007 4:07:21 PM | lovely lines, joshua, thank you for sharing them here
by now she was of an age
wherein her mind
sometimes played
tricks on and in her reality
she still had her sass
an active imagination
appreciation for so much
she'd already seen, known
and been bestowed
she still had a nice ass
or so she'd been told
since about age thirteen
of yeah in case ya hadn't yet noticed
she still had a bit of 'tude too
sometimes a good thing
sometimes it got her into trouble
those latter times made her humble
upon reflection and self introspection
and methinks humility is a very good thing
to feel first handedly
another move now looming
this very next weekend
in cold and wind
a fresh start to this
brand new year
in again with dear friends
a new home again
grateful me
to have the grace
of a place loving and warm
to go rest and live in
to not be alone
while facing so much
again humility raises it's head
while pride must depart
for grace to take place
more than lucky is me/she
to have friends such as these
chosen kindred family
she was and is the sort
of person who'd lived
quite an amazing life thus far
experiences so many
living and travelling overseas
friendships many so grand
love felt strongly firsthand
and grateful was she
for not only it and humility
but as well her strength and tenacity
her mother had taught her well you see
although now a few years gone
her lessons and spirit
somehow still live on
and this one, me
not quite yet ready
not giving up
not even a bit
not even close to dipping a toe in
can't even see or feel or hear that
rushing clear cold and deep
river of water running beneath
me, i still have too much living to do
no end in sight just quite
yet my friends | |
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Posted: 1/3/2008 10:52:32 PM | Monarch Park Cafe
He used to sit in the corner booth.
Reading or drawing or happily smiling to himself.
Amused by some remembrance or by the antics of
some other patron.
"A scholar," some said. "Strange," said others.
"Wise man. Fool."
A recluse, I think.
He used to sit in the corner booth.
Reading or drawing or happily smiling to himself.
That is, until the day he jumped up and ran
from the shop shouting, "I am a god!"
And his inspiration was run over by a truck
in the middle of the street.
"Too bad," said some. "such a nice man," said others.
"Strange. Weird."
Too much espresso, I think. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2008 6:05:18 PM | find me there in song
where waits the light of the gardens path
arise in temptuous failling follies
a tune
melodie of sorts
a rythem the flowers failed to sing
unlike the stars alone the moon
simple
gathering the strength of night times lies
truth given to darkness fails
unto the shadow of life unlived by watching eyes
a blue blackness that shutters our souls
colours fade to grey slaten tones
yet a rythem unfolds
simple
whispers of truths rise from the deception of the darkness
the lilies of the pond know
they awake to hear
in their liquid soil of flowing song
they dance to the tunes of darkness
dark blues the jig of choice
the path before me sweeps
simple
while I dance with the rythms
simple
songs of life | |
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Posted: 1/7/2008 12:57:25 PM | Inquisitor
I dare not lie.
I feel she knows the truth already
Asking questions only as formality
Blue-grey eyes rivet my gaze.
Impale my soul,
Choice morsel on silver fork
My secrets lose their refuge
Drawn from their depths by here subtlety
Laid bare in in harsh fluorescent glare
Her smile: dazzle and deception,
Terrifying and magnificent.
Lust mingles with fear, becoming one
Her presence overwhelms me
Battering ancient defenses
Until I can think of nothing else
Enveloped in her energy
I yield myself up
And welcome the inquisition | |
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Posted: 1/8/2008 5:27:15 PM | Each day draws closer to conclusion
A broken heart lost in illusion
Years gone by seem like yesterday
Too many to count along the way
Wondering if her love will receive
A live long goal, a desire to achieve
With absolute heart, I reach out
Unsuspecting soul clutching doubt
Looming to be crushed and burned
Fond of years, lost and yearned
Within this all I must contend
To bring this sorrow to an end
Finally closing this chapter’s fate
Hoping I’m right, it’s never too late
To turn past mistakes to make them right
And shed the darkness into the light
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Posted: 1/9/2008 9:27:49 PM | sculptor thank you
i really liked monarch park cafe
i myself know all too well
it's not ever a good thing
to get too spun up
and too, how quick some are
to place tags on others
your lines are funny sad and true
clever of you and yes somehow methinks
she most probably does know the truth already
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welcome back shadow
thank you too for the meditation
soft and flowing, thank you for placing it here
"yet a rhythm unfolds
simple"
beautiful, apt and also, so true
so nice to see you've stopped in
and left such a beauty
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triple your words too are true
hope, such a small word
with huge and infinite meaning
happy new year tpb for you and yours
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Posted: 2/21/2008 12:16:54 PM |   J.
My heart is out to sea
Nothin' even matters
sky seems same
heart still alone
Life still roams
across sand
time
wind
mine
can I find me ?
Nothin' even matters
anymore
My thoughts are hit
heart is bent
sorrow lives
once where
love lifted
I am entirely
yours
heaven
skies
my own demise
I chose to be strong
still alone
Like the creature
you once loved
yet
Nothin' even matters
now
Stars shine
call out my name
I answer
yet , answers
still the same
blindly
I hold my own
Life is hard
rarely kind
I hold you above
although
you stole my
Love
Imagine
two entities
uniting
in
Love! | |
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Posted: 3/8/2008 10:45:36 PM | Hello all,I just want to jump and play
on this great and beautifull day
I am so happy and I just want to say
A smile brings forth a response today
In a special way
If I could bring you all just one
It would be as bright yes as the sun
and careing as I know most are
the smile would be bright whew as a star
But I have someone special in mind
cause they are of the rarest kind
In so much strife and pain its clear
They hold others cares so near
A very special ear they have for you and me
They hold others thoughts,loves passions dear
Never to be replaced nor lost you see
They are of a mind set free
Just never do forget,They are just like you and me
Its important to find that special ear
Its called a friend they'r here | |
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Posted: 3/8/2008 11:57:28 PM | Winter's Rose Upon A Bed Of Snow
by OHgreenman
Moonbeams dance across frosty window panes
Shadows waltz on cold wooden floors
Her lively essence still remains
Satin robe decorates the bedroom door
Faded snapshots occupy insomniac eyes
Pallid face soiled with tremendous grief
Shattered affectionate soul barely alive
Trembling hands supports skull of disbelief
Recalling whispers upon deaths bed
Promises vowed from Goddesses cracked lips
Absorbing every word that was said
Treating each phrase like sacred script
"Passing on my love, you're not alone
Every season search the plateau
You'll find me where I've regrown
As winter's rose upon a bed of snow" | |
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Posted: 3/9/2008 12:04:10 AM | Grooming Love
by OHgreenman
Roots firmly planted in life
Limbs wired and molded
Growing slowly over years
Lushes greenery unflolded
Sunshine for strength
Water needed for existence
Perfect balance of nature
Tray of coexistence
Love like a Bonsai tree
Patiently takes shape
Prune and feed it properly
Results in beautiful scape
Clean the tray of old soil
Replace with fresh and new
Let's become the Bonsai tree
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| I Can't Write Now.
Posted: 3/26/2008 6:28:46 PM | These pages are soaked
sopping
saturated
with poems
of you, for you
perspired from the pen
peel the make-up off
the mask is not an edible beauty
My eyes cannot consume your disguise
They grow fond of truth beyond words,
attire, motions
words and emotions
I found something buried in your eyes
something worth looking for
I rained upon the pages after,
they became soaked
sopping,
saturated with poems
They became the silence of your sound. | |
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| I Can't Write Now.
Posted: 3/26/2008 7:10:24 PM | novices eh..
DeThWuN!
Respect da God!! in Rap Wars I Spit Wise n Impossible Rhymes..
I Decept n Con.. an Transform Disguise like I'm Optimus Prime!//
Colossus wit Topics purely Verses are Crystal..
yall Novice of Losses n heres your First n Official..//
Maybe Learn ta Rumble as far as ya Yappin in Text,
cuz I Hate to Burst ya Bubbles but yer just Average at Best..//
Mainly jus Werk on Punches n u could Handle da DeTh,,
no Hatin but Yer jus Lunches to a Handful of Vets!!//
gotta Head ta Battle Foes, I'm Deadly Rappin Flows..
n ya Best ta Know It, I'mma DeThly Poet like Edgar Allen Poe..!//
da Bone Split Opponents I'm so Dope Spittin Golden..
MVP.. ..Blessed to Be the Most Vivid Poet!//
this is Known, Lived an Noted! but I dont Run Shit, dont care to Spit Raps..
I've Jumped Ship I've Done This! I been there an Did That!!//
but uh,, lemme end this on a Good Note... an Deep Wishins..
just keep ya pen an ya Book Close...... an Keep Spittin....
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Posted: 3/26/2008 9:26:43 PM | Her beauty still lingers
Filling my nostrils, heart and mind
With all kinds of hope and colour
The feeling of her fingers
Has been able to find
Eternity on my body, on my contour
On my being
and I'm seeing things in frames.
The essance of her beauty still lingers
On my lips, my tongue
My hands, my palms, my fingers
In my nostrils and in my pupils
There's a scent and a shape
In my eardrums there is a sound I can't escape
I'm draped in the words and thoughts that I've been told
Words that captivate my will, my attention
Her movements linger in the folds of my mind
A pause, for a cause, for something to behold
and be held. | |
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| Two Decades Sober.
Posted: 4/10/2008 8:30:04 PM | Crashing down the corridor
Incondescence, brilliant micky mouse parade
Lightening bugs out of mouth
Spinning galaxy
I was blessed with kiss but I wanted more
The flowers begin to fade
As the liqour meets the oraface of someone else
She's like another part of me
I held her hair
As she held my soul
All hope washed in the grain
Blood drop from the eye
Skin balloon, big baffoon
My apology
The puke, that was me, it wasn't me
Don't tell anybody
(please?)
Hand to shoulder,
Paced up and down, it's around, it surrounds
Galaxy, pause, period
as I don't recall... what
thought forgot
Baby screams a full nine from here
Paced up and down, all around were fading colours
Up and down the hall, plastered on the wall
Are racks of you and I, we're just drying out the wildflowers
In this hotel beauty
Stains are the let go
Crashed down the corrider
A massive heart beating
A mass of heart beatings
Bruised and corrupted
I was,
I am
Hard to see,
8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, the doors are too small
I opened the wrong one?
Shell casings, filled with sugar and spice
I've decided to hide it,
My bullet, my namesake
It will never burst barrel,
I will live forever. | |
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 842 | |
| Two Decades Sober.
Posted: 4/10/2008 9:03:47 PM |  Lovely writes Tailgunner....!
Where is my friend....??? Softedge?????????????????????????????????????????????
Wishing she would pop in here for some needed imaginings!
Soft words that mean something!
I love the way she puts things...like they are real...yet hopeful and wonderful!
 OK.....hope all is well my friend! Give us a heads up or somethin'!
I am living alone
Yet not ...alone!
I said my Goodbye
You said "I died"
Dyin' to come back again...
just to say ...I came back
I'm Alive!
Where ...
you At?
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| I'll Find A Diamond In The Earth That Is Of Her.
Posted: 4/28/2008 6:54:24 PM | I'm to find
Electricity
Elected heart in a city
I'll take it home
Place it outside a half open door
And tomorrow when I awake, may there be a thought, an action
And a rose
Handled or not, placed by heart
Or some other organ found in the lovely
Of her, or I, or me, or she
As she, mentions heaven
I mouth the word, absolutely
Absolute passion
Was the moment on the lawn
In the sea of green
I drowned
The heat eminating from the concrete is something like obscene
Burning the skin off my feet
Boiling the blood, perfect for a heart such as this
On a day such as this
The bitter taste of dandilion
Still tingles in my mouth,
As the sweet thoughts of her kiss
From her kiss
Tingle in my mind
Mixing my thoughts into a fermented drink
Causing me to think
That I'm to find
What I have already found. | |
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Posted: 5/17/2008 11:01:34 AM | so mon amis, it's been a while
life has taken many twists and turns
i had to take some much needed time
and revisit to read and think
thank each of you for posting
your thoughts feelings and lines
please feel free to revisit any time
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mmmmmy thank you for visiting
and sharing yourself herein
me reading your lines this morning
finally trying to catch a breath
reminding myself to breathe
consciously
tossing turning
floating churning
crashing crescendos
desire and frustration
emoting tangled dreams
roller coaster of life
am i drowning or
taking flight
singing and laughing or
screaming silent screams
skies never seem the same
to me
ever changing daily
brilliance of beauty
"nothing ever matters anymore"
you said back at the end of february
i really do hope that feeling
has passed and a strong flame of hope
and the trust in good
has been rekindled in you
we are always alone
we are never alone
the truth is in the digging
the truth is in our eyes
the truth is in our hearts
the truth is in some lies
the truth lives steadfast in our layers
and has been
from the start
the truth is always changing
nothing ever black n white
the world is full of colors
the world itself is alight
it's the human race that wanders
it's our emotions and mental state
that we choose to make or break
stars continue to call out your name
yet our answers are never twice the same
just keep on smiling baby girl
may your heart not be out to sea
but rather, out to see
don't ever get caught up
in that ole blame game
reach up and you will find yourself up
think down and find yourself in muck
defenses that helped some of us survive
no longer needed ought be put far aside
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designs i thank you too
for sharing your beautiful day
and yes, evidently some friends are here
this much very much clear
to find we must be brave enough
to continue to seek
i hope all is well with you and yours
and you revisit when you can
you're such a rare kind man
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ogm very nice to read your lines
thank you for taking your time
to leave them carefully here
the winter's rose upon a bed of snow
brins to mind now it's late spring
and snow is thawing everywhere
in hearts and minds of everyone
i do heartily agree
let all the bonsai trees
reawaken everyone from sensibilities
and attune instead, opening to possibilites
for in my mind's eyes and heart
those are endless and true opportunities
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tailgunner you sir, are welcome any time
our pages are indeed soaked sopping saturated
as life has it's way with us
we do our best to stay afloat
awash in complexity
truth in words can and does exist
may we not be remiss
may we not step on our own tongues
may we not trample on other's hearts
or dreams as we pursue our own desires
the silence of our singular sounds
may one day rise up spreading and washing
unto the night's clarity
reverberating our scent and intensity
rising up as a phoenix
a brilliant flame
believe your soul's insides
for this isn't like
any other sort of game
we have participated in
without shame come forth
remain to yourself true
may the lightening bugs
burst forth from your soul
and light up your skies
for you are correct methinks
you shall indeed live forever
and so shall she
as will he
and perhaps even
maybe, me
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scryptkeeper please also feel free
to herein share your truths
but please be clear
there are no
novices of loss here
while i cannot nor will not
speak for others here
please be mindful and very clear
lunch to a handful of vets
ain't what we is about up in here
careful who you try to speak for
somehow i think i just may know
firsthandedly more vets than i might show
i live with one, for example you see
i was married to two at different times
i shared that life and all that encompassed(s) it
and somehow someway i've managed to still be me
without having jumped ship
fear shall not be my badge
but hope instead
and that one i wear maybe
just a bit too proudly
indeed
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Posted: 6/22/2008 10:17:52 AM |
back soon, i promise... we're having a late breakfast, and it's my turn to fry up some eggies to go with that wonderful smelling hot peppered bacon ...make that in triplicate...other sisters are salivating
BEFORE you catch skippy (Qantas)
it's been less than two years
even though I vow you are the man for me
I'd rather hear the same words in reverse
SAINT…
You are so well informed of the state of today's affairs
and if I said without tact
so emotionally retarded
I see beyond your facade
and cringe
that I do not live up to your expectations
Beam me up beyond
I only live for tomorrow
Show me your face today
I’ve been haunted enough
Am tired in hearing the jokers laugh
I’ll play your jester
Don’t waste our time
Diving for perceived pearls
I’ve dug underground for opals
Only gold is
The smile I see
On your face
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Joined: 2/11/2008
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Posted: 7/2/2008 6:02:23 AM | YOU MUST UPDATE
The message screams at me
With disbelief all I wanted
Was the song
Living on a prayer
Tonight I forget
The words to
I don’t know how to love him
Herod echoes yes you do
And woman shrieks
I never made you king
You left me with thorns
Of poems untold
Somewhere tonight
Regardless of the majestic moon
She will hear the words true
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Posted: 8/2/2008 3:38:41 AM | Click here to accept
I really should decline
For no-one can read my mind
I always smile
It’s my body of age
That let’s me be a clown
Who needs rain
When you witness a rainbow
Without tears
Sunsets of golden hues
Diamonds of hope
Raison d'être of verve
There’s spirits here
Who let me be
Unreserved without a word
Tonight I am being reminiscent
It’s an anniversary
…almost time
My ego wonders why I am alive
I dig deeper down the mine
Hoping to find
To wish you are mine…again I replicate
You left me in death
I glimpsed his shoulders instead
Towards my demise
I am absurd
…feeling you around me tonight
Licking my fingers
I’m just the chicken
Your voodoo says…
Break my bones
I glare instead
My thoughts are my own
Hail the Master who understands
My God delivers me
It’s all too unpleasant
Obnoxious being human
I am INBETWEEN
Isolating me
Call me a crab
Some witch calls me a cat
Did you never read history?
Man eats meat
Today you are just mince
Juicy for my s
Ahh I’ve just realised
You don’t need teeth
To know the taste of lips
It is the toxin
In bitterness I know what causes my frown
So what are you staring at
How do you stop me from crying
Send me on a holiday
I saw you yesterday
Just a sample into
Tomorrow
Some fool still believes
Elvis lives
What do I recollect
Stupid is; you never asked me a question
Now that is the TRUTH
I do believe in futility
Running through the forests
There’s even scrub
No rabbit proof fence denies
abstract throughts finally at home and my own
…this is HOME where I can say all in need…
dare I breathe want…
Sun never denies
Daring you to live
A soul remembers’ yesterday
I only live today
Knowing there is tomorrow
I don’t have to breathe
Someone remember me
I wish they knew your beautiful name
Just like that
It was another line
I’ve been commited to memory
You’ve been caught on the trip wire
Didn’t you have a mama
Who told you don’t be stupid?
Shoot me now; a novice is a fine idea
Theres’ something happening here
I have a reflection
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Posted: 8/30/2008 11:36:51 PM | ecco domani pinot grigio
grilled rib eye
fresh sweet corn on the cob
with far too much butter
tri colored rigatoni pasta seafood salad with
le suer peas
black olives
dijon mustard
and half a baked tato
yes with sour cream
AND butter
and yes more pinot grigio
you opened the bottle
but don't bother
i'll refill our glasses
as we play cranium
and laugh
and of course
we win
even if neither of us eat
the lemon cake i baked
this afternoon
with real buttercream
and lime juice with coconut icing
someone did
and liked it just fine
now my mind won't quiet itself
must be the pepsi, eh
what's runnin round in me head
'sides the memories
over and over and over again?
two songs come to mind
from a far away time
Entertain me by Soft Cell
Trying to please
All these people around me
Is trying to reach for the moon
The Moon!
I see their faces looking so empty saying
I hope that they'll finish soon
So Soon...
Could be a chat show
Yap Yap Yap
Could be a go go
Reaction would be the same
The Same!
So here I go
Though why I don't know
Trying to prove myself again
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
I try to give them all of my best
And it's taking a turn for the worst
Oh No
Things going wrong
Start to sing the wrong song
I think that we must be cursed
You Betcha
Playing the wrong tune
Hitting the wrong note
This is where my nerves become frayed
It's falling apart
Why did we ever start
And do you think we'll be paid
No No
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
Over and over again
Build 'em up, knock 'em down
Build 'em up, knock 'em down
Build 'em up, knock 'em down
Build 'em up, knock 'em down
I see a movement
Down in the front row
Maybe it's just a mistake
She's smiling at me
Hello
But he's frowning at me
Goodbye
Which conclusion
Do I make
Fold all your arms
And look straight ahead
At this puppet on a string
You're feeling confused
But you've made a decision
You don't like anything
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
Build 'em up, knock em down
Build 'em up, knock em down
Build 'em up, knock em down
Build 'em up, knock em down
Entertain me
I'm as blank as can be
And I've seen it before
And I've done it before
And I think that I like it
But no I don't like it
It just goes on over and over
And over and over and over again
and too~
Chips on my shoulder by Soft Cell
Chips on my shoulder
More as I grow older
Feel I owe a debt
For the things I don't get
I only miss out
Well I was there before...
I sit in a corner
Sit on the floor
Misery
Complaints
Self Pity
Injustice
Chips on my shoulder
There's no time for fun time
It's sit and complain time
I'll talk about famine
While cooking the dinner
Don't you feel guilty
Don't you feel pity
No
While my head gets fatter
And the starving get thinner
I should have told her
I've chips on my shoulder
I'm making a stand
While I sit on my arse
Fish and chip supper
While those in the gutter
Can't have a good time
Fun's just a farse
Misery
Complaints
Self Pity
Injustice
Chips on my shoulder
Chips on my shoulder
indeed summer's end is nigh
and on and on the irony belies
hurricane down south east way
about to hard blow it's way in
as we here in this arid desert
go another day
in this drought
times are strange
things so uncertain
everywhere
are they not?
well as we well know
they aren't so
very strange
no so very uncertain
everywhere
are they?!
someone please
do tell me the truth
her truth
his truth
ok then
your truth
because the truth
cannot lie
bitter pill to swallow perhaps
not better tasting even, perhaps
but at least it's better than
believing
or
living lies
because really
it's almost easier
to believe
or realize
or just simply wake up
this naive sleepy head
than to live a dream
that's not real
or just fantasy
for me, never one to believe
candy colored dreams
easier though it may be
for me
to shed
candy colored lenses
and face the uncomfortable
bright light of truth
or maybe just maybe
it's just my mind
just over cluttered
once again
Dear Lord
give me strength
i find myself begging
once more
familiar refrains
crashing round again
in a sort of
silent sound
cacaphony
i believe that's
what's it's called
thankfully it ain't voices i'm hearing
and i don't think need my brain warshed
by that ole comic
jimbo
whom was drawn by gary panter
and published by matt groening
long ago
and far away
but hey
does anybody ever
really know what
i'm gibbering on about
anyway?! | |
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Posted: 9/12/2008 7:31:18 AM | hey sis, I've moved to better odds...some say it's ten to one...bet you more...I win hundred to one!!!...but am having the last laugh for NONE is my favourite
maybe I should make a living of being a madam?...ooops did I really say that?
Who gives a damn I've spent a life time in hell...it's my time to 
etc etc etc...
You have to forgive me
Calling you blackest words
These wondrous colours
For when your brother died
So did my sun
I thought I walked
As the devil in disguise
For that is what I was
In his tears in with his demise
I searched for peace of mind
I gather I gave you yours
You found refuge in blaming me
Unforgiving and without cause
In retribution: I avenged your
Wickedness - I sigh
Darling there is life ever after
I’m no longer bankrupt
Your family bought me out
Finally I wonder why
The winds blow me away
When there was such anguish before?
Now I feel like a child born in the ghetto!
As I always called my anger…gutter rats
I guess there is lower…something flushed…sewerage
I said was apt in describing your family!
Now today it feels like someone is holding
A bullet to my head
Someone PLEASE pull the trigger!
Don’t call me friend unless
You’re prepared
To pull the trigger on me!
I wish I was a child again
I’d be excused for the most evil thoughts
For someone would write me into fairytales
This time I really have a friend
Don’t listen to me Dixie
For I still believe Elvis
Singssssssssss
And hisssssssses
Jesus lived
I no longer own millions
It’s wonderful to wear sandals
In aussie land we call em thongs
But I do believe Yankees have an evil mind
And call underwear a g string?
whatever we have a distance
Ringing in laughs
It's only love~~~xox | |
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