| sweet as candy~
Posted: 4/18/2005 7:57:44 AM | ^^thank you hon-I love reading yours, and it's definitely a compliment seeing you in mine!Thank you too | |
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| you are the one
Posted: 5/2/2005 1:45:16 AM | you are the one i turn to when my spirit needs a lift,
you are the one i treasure for our friendship is a gift.
you are the one who fills my life with beauty, joy and grace,
you are the one who makes my world a better and happier place.
so if your ever sad or blue and need a little lift,
just remember me my friend and let me return the gift. | |
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| you are the one
Posted: 5/2/2005 6:51:59 AM | hmmm- you must be psychic! Thank you Bugsy. Thanks also for the email- amazing how "on point" a lot of that was!  | |
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| friends
Posted: 5/2/2005 7:03:34 AM | undefined- or definitions many
friends hang around in your heart and head
strange how they know just what you need
when life has you wanting to hide in your bed
the still soft waters reflect sunshine beams
as a warm breeze lifts you on high
a friend is like a a summer filled walk in the park
and when you're hurt,they don't need to ask why
~peace~ | |
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| failure
Posted: 5/2/2005 3:31:11 PM | stalag tights....stalag mights
the lies they tell are outta sight
between the smiles... and comfort faces
are bullish games...of horrish traces
anytime 1 asks U 2 bend over
it's anal ****in...U will discover
U think it's just 2 prove a good job....
better just ...to slob the knob
swallow it down,all in jest
while droves take notes- of failure's test
dream on young clown
you'll never win
unless you learn
where to begin | |
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| failure
Posted: 5/2/2005 3:40:22 PM | you smiled at me-and then you laughed
2 broken legs-from a greased pole gaffed
a truth was born - from a thousand lies
no more tales to tell- from suspicious allibis
I cringe within myself- as the sun does set
sanctimonious lullibies- drunken marrionette
the puppeteers do chant...and willingly cheer
the unconscious soul...remains to steer~ | |
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| asfixiation
Posted: 5/2/2005 4:03:08 PM | lie to me- lie to me- lie, and lie again
tell me how honesty is where we begin
show me the ropes
then place the noose around my neck
give me all hope
then say to yourself "what the heck"
entertaining your boredom'
your fancy...your strife
plunging deeply into my back...all your fancies- with the knife
smile at me vile spider,wrap your web so damn tight
take away all my breath...until I pass through the night | |
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| until I never existed
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:19:04 PM | clock ticks-then tocks
ants scurry under rocks
winds blow-waves swell
flick that penny in wishing well
it comes to pass-and then it's gone
we never learned
true words to song......... | |
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| shoulda known better
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:22:53 PM | childish tantrums---whining cries
sore blown nose-through allibis
headache rising
lies not surprising
then why get bent?
from discontent? | |
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| terminal disarray
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:34:03 PM | mountains of socks....dishes and mail
mountains of grief....just fill up that pail
straining to see...perking to hear
conditions 4 achievement-but still 2 unclear
watch as we fumble...struggle and scurry
to fill up a notion...or just hope,wonder,worry...
floundering in flour
the milk steady sour
we bake for the ache
of icing on cake
but death takes us all
like leaves under rake | |
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| make me happy anyway dammit
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:38:28 PM | 2 months lost
2 months found
2 months imagining solid ground
years- they were days
and days lasted weeks
walking a dog
along a trail's creek
tired am I now
you'll never guess how so
like sitting along a meadow
and watching dead grass grow | |
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| fishing 4 junk
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:48:12 PM | bury me on a hill
blow the wishing yellows all over
dance a zesty hoo-haa jig
and laugh a zillion in the clover
say you'll never be this pissed
say you'll never be this sad
say you'll never give a shit
then and up feeling so bitter and mad
the rules are only for the followers
while the leaders sit and joke
they drink like boozers in an AA club
between that and their lines of coke
they brag about their fame and fortune
and tempt you with their crap
then they lure you in -the truth sets in
as you're baited for the trap | |
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| territory claimed
Posted: 5/2/2005 5:56:40 PM | territory claimed
new fledgling maimed
this is mine- so go away
there's just no room for you today....
try as you might- to no avail
scentsational- as puke in a pail | |
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| here for you
Posted: 5/2/2005 10:32:31 PM | here i am once again your dear and trusted friend,
sitting at my desk at work, gathering thoughts to send.
i read your words you sent this day and understand your pain,
i hope and pray you can let it go before you go insane.
just remember i'm here for you to help in any way,
if only just to hold your hand to make it through another day. | |
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| here for you
Posted: 5/3/2005 8:56:15 AM | Well....I didn't go insane- but I sure the heck blew off a lot of steam,huh? It was very relieving. Thank you for the mail, and the care. Today is a better day. I will get up, and dust my butt off, like times before. Have a great day- I'm going to visit my Ma. That's good for my spirit too. Thanks again~ | |
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| here for you
Posted: 5/3/2005 6:29:37 PM | | Neo~your writes were very revealing. to you my dear. Glad to see your back and your writings. Good thing about writing it self cleanses, doesn't it? Just remember you're never alone even if it's through the threads. Love ya always. | |
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| Where is my shoes?...
Posted: 5/3/2005 10:04:47 PM | How long must I wait for my walk
In this life or the next , survival is taught
I need a relaxing thought for this web im caught
So I gave it all away
To drive another day
Fear witheld within a spirit guide
Its not the first time , the Moon's Reside
So Here for you , always and ever
Thinking to write , or writing to think
The words from a heart make it worth the ink | |
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| Where is my shoes?...
Posted: 5/5/2005 8:08:52 AM | you all are simply wonderful....thank you
have a loving day~ | |
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| the vacation of the potato
Posted: 5/5/2005 8:19:39 AM | potatoes....they do grow eyes
all the way around it's "potato head"
those eyes prepare it to grow and develop---
otherwise wither(dried up and dead)
come on ol' potato, get off the couch
take a vacation from life as you know it
so tater go dance with a mater
learn to love life,live! and show it!
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| swimming among friends~~~~~
Posted: 5/5/2005 8:24:35 AM | bruised...but not battered
torn...but not tattered
feeling better-getting wetter
rejuvenation I'm splattered~ | |
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| just a little sick
Posted: 5/7/2005 6:05:08 PM | hurt but not dead
it's all in my head
the device seemed so nice
but did burn me instead
I should not be this way
It's self pity as prey
devouring my self esteem
feeling terminally grey
saw the smile on his face
when I revealed inner pain
like a compliment offered
his dry heart swallows rain
why are you crying?
do you feel like dying?
a slight joy to his notes~~
twisted knife undenying | |
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| pretty pink gems
Posted: 5/7/2005 6:14:29 PM | pretty pink gems-and oh,how they glisten
distracted by the rattler-inner voice I failed to listen
come here now-and give me your future!
or we'll play a little game-and your heart I'll gladly torture
pretty in pink-a lovely movie at best
pink pretends to be soft innocence-really white with red for zest
white lies-red alibis
mix em up-what a surprise | |
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| true
Posted: 5/7/2005 6:21:42 PM | this hurt I'll swallow
jagged trail I'll follow
skin my knees along the way
but you'll never hear me say
....."I believe you"
because to say it, would mislead you
and I might not "be" a lot.....
but honesty's all I've got! | |
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| true
Posted: 5/7/2005 8:31:52 PM | hello neo it's good to see you back,
i know how it is to get a little off track.
i know you say that honesty is all that you have got,
from your friend you have right here, that really means a lot.
stay your course and fight a good fight for that's the way it must be,
you have strength and integrity and that is what i see.
take care
bugsybear | |
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| true
Posted: 5/8/2005 6:54:17 AM | | Thank you again Bugsy...Have a nice Sunday. I'm going to spend Mother's Day with my Mom,Grandma,Sisters,Uncles,Cousin,for a few hours. It's more like a family reunion than a Mother's Day (we don't get together often like a lot of families do) I'll take some piks, add some to the profile later. Maybe I shouldn't put so much in these forums....but sometimes it does so much good for me to vent. | |
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