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Posted: 11/15/2006 9:24:01 PM | Together we're inseparable...too far to reach
apart we're lonely our defences breached
but what can we do when we're too far to see
after all is said and done its not us ...its you and me
I said to her when you only have one its not a choice
its an eventuality that you have to learn to avoid
there is just not a point in giving it its own voice
some people may think you might be a little paranoid | |
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Posted: 11/15/2006 9:39:10 PM | Some people may think you might be a little paranoid
the voices in your head are another sign
your all wound up like a spinning toy
Pop another pill hun, it will ease your mind.
Oh, oh, here come the men in white coats
I think your in for a very special treat
"she's crazy" is all I wrote...
time for me to exit, Insanity you will meet. | |
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Posted: 11/15/2006 10:43:29 PM | Insanity you will meet
those mushrooms that you eat
start swellings in your feet
oh but such a treat they are
as long as we don't drive the car
or wander off a bit to far into the woods
where other things may not look so good
we should just relax at home with a friend. | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 2:00:33 AM |  friend doesnt rhyme with good or woods for that matter...u must be getting tired thorb!!!
We should just relax at home
with a friend or two or three
We could write us a silly poem
or play around...just you and me.
Its cold outside, the fire is warm
come sit beside me, I will do you no harm...
Cuddlin' is fun, relaxing and free
I got you now under lock and key! | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 3:52:14 AM | Sorry Buttrfly - didn't know the rule of 8
I got you now under lock and key
You're mine whether you like it or not
You'll do whatever, be clever, obey
For believe me, it's going to get hot.
Take off that look of innocence
And everything else - really slow
I'll study your captured, raptured face
And learn all there is to know. | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 9:16:24 AM | learn all there is to know
then throw it out the window
for rules were meant to be broken
words were meant to be spoken
time is only what you make of it
all the rest is a pile of spit
or is that some shyte you despise
when its really good to fertalize | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 9:35:47 AM | some shyte you despise
when its really good to fertalize
Helps you to learn and realise
that which you hate, can compromise
really not such a surprize
what we deny in ourselves, some idealize
Learning to love that part that cries
We try to starve it till it dies
Hating the part that still defies
believing in part all of our lies
Take ourselves too seriously see who buys
the stories we tell to all who dispise
Trying to gain acceptance disguised
Loving all of ourselves is what I surmise
self acceptance is the truly prize | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 10:37:22 AM | truly prize the wants and needs
of a trusted friend
truly need the wants and prizes
of together til the end
truly magic can happen
just outside your front door
truly happy for the first time
for now and evermore | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 8:46:57 PM | for now and evermore
(Strange names for the twins, she thought)
Never could tell them apart for shore,
Unless she dressed them in store bought
Diapers that would hang too low
And that would sometimes let her know
That now was a gal And evermore a boy,
Which really confused us, not trying to be coy,
But couldn’t they just be named****and jane
Or****and clit to be more of the same?
Just seems a strange thing to name those wee kids
You’d think that the parents would have placed new bids
And given a chance to undo that bad score
Of naming them for now and for evermore. | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 9:15:02 PM | Of naming them for now and for evermore
was not a fair score in this steriotyping world
the sword would cut their hearts out for sure
as wise men ignore the anarchy that unfurled
leave the playground for children
watch so pain is kept to an acceptable level
willing development is learned
trial and error allowed for creative bevel | |
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Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 361 | |
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Posted: 11/16/2006 10:38:14 PM | Thanks Thorb................I like it
trial and error
allowed for
creative bevel
as before
things unchanged
remain in limbo
seems my dreams
are in akimbo
loss for words
i'll never tell
use the force
it treats you well
kind enabler
treats you special
what to hell
is all the fuss
take a green space
make it grey
pollution is the green house killer
this i'll say
nothing matters
anyway | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 6:13:37 AM | Hey people....read the very first one by Lyricman....its 8 lines......yall love to break rules and make it so complicated....roflmao..but your good anyway....
Nothing matters anyway
you dont care
so what the hey
sometimes life just isnt fair.
rules were made to be broken
Read above me
at the previous spoken
its all good...expressed so freely. | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 8:48:02 AM | its all good...expressed so freely with minds and hearts
like it should... impressed gleely inside kinds of starts
in da hood... regress to touchie feelie find a tart
if it could... distress through mealy worm hinds and farts
where would all this take someone who has never been here before
leaving such open ideas inside that room with the dirty floor
confusing and abusing the sanctioned ideal of a corn broom
we sweep out the threads way often and much too soon. | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 9:54:59 AM | We sweep out the threads way often and much too soon,
because they stick to you like glue.
Working hard in a factory,
and always so much to sew.
Was going to save some treads,
and make doll hair with them.
I could dig them from out of the trash can,
but then who knows what would be in them.
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Posted: 11/17/2006 4:22:23 PM | Who knows what would be in them
Dare I peek?
perhaps a nekkid someone
all handsome and sleek.
My hearts a thumpin'...
My bloods a pumpin'...
anticipation is killin' me!!!
Come to me baby, its all free!!! | |
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Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 366 | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 4:36:50 PM | Come to me baby, its all free
take me now, i'm yours
tell me what you like, i'll see
if I can't sweat those pores
that's the rhythm, that's the thing
you know what i'm sayin
take me to the heights of pleasure
if it takes all night, i'm stayin | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 4:54:44 PM | If it takes all night, I'm stayin'
love your swingin' & swayin'
lickin' my lips, I jump in for more
Come on lover, make me sore.
Mmmm, such intensity,
your moves so raw
my body's all a-tingley
Heightened passion is the law | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 5:21:35 PM | Heightened passion is the law
Love insatiable ..true and raw
Emotions intwined without a flaw
True love exists thru hearts that saw
Kisses of rapture pure and intense
reality making not a bit of sence
for two star strucked lovers so immense
in intangible love to the highest extent | |
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Posted: 11/17/2006 6:39:36 PM | In intangible love to the highest extent,
and with that my moter started to turn.
A little purr,
and a little moan.
Come a little closer,
and see the fire that burns.
With just a look you would know,
and then I would have to rember to be ice cold again. | |
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Posted: 11/18/2006 8:03:26 AM | I would have to remember to be ice cold again
for you to drink my flavoured nectar on such a hot night
or for you to skate my canals of insight as a friend
be sure to wear your woollies and a toque may be right
as this flight of fantasy could take us into some place we have never been
leaving wet dreams behind in the dust of crumbling desires
locked from the cell of that prison created to burden us into a scream
only now can the boldest move rise us above the mire
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Posted: 11/18/2006 8:59:51 AM | Only now can the boldest move rise us above the mire
following our hearts, our latest desires.
Taking our time, the ultimate passion we seek
craving that orgasm, making us weak.
Spiraling upward the intensity soars
past nightmares and dragons, fear ne'er more
the agony of knowing, just out of reach
intertwining souls each other we will teach. | |
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Posted: 11/18/2006 12:51:33 PM | Intertwining souls each other we will teach,
the other about right and wrong.
Never acting,
and never jumping in.
To have it all with one look,
and feel complete with out so much of a touch.
To act would mess it up for sure,
and leave us feeling empty inside. | |
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Posted: 11/18/2006 4:51:35 PM | leave us feeling empty inside
join them being filled outside
take that ride to orgasmicland
make your stand holding hands
don't time the event
don't measure its size
you know its well spent
melt into eachothers eyes | |
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Posted: 11/18/2006 6:09:37 PM | Melt into eachothers eyes,
as they do in the movies.
Leaving them with a tear,
and knowing there is always a sad ending.
Dance the dance,
and go home with your loved one.
Each to their own,
yet owned by another. | |
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Posted: 11/18/2006 6:13:43 PM | Each to their own,
yet owned by another.
That damned dog and my mother.
melt into eachothers eyes
Eachothers being an old english sheepdog
Named after my Pa’s favorite bush hog
Went sweeping through our land changing soil to sand
Never did understand
Why they named that dog “eachother”.
Thought it might have been my Mother
Who decided that while sipping Brandy
On the porch, just fine and dandy
I can hear her now, lets just name the runt
Eachother, lets just be upfront
About all this commotion
Furball in motion
Damned dog.
Bush hog.
Wonder what she’ll name the cat? | |
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