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Posted: 11/24/2006 6:03:00 PM | From a ignorant ones laughter distilled
a potion's evil displacement chilled
crying out for enlightenment to see
live epiphany feels like fantasy
selling a tire with the wink of an eye
she smiled with a chuckle disguising sigh
he thought to self what a dream that would be
took back credit card then noticed the tree. | |
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Posted: 11/24/2006 6:12:12 PM | Took back credit card
then noticed the tree,
couldn't see the forest,
thought he'd got away free
Until the credit bill arrived
maxed past the line he drew.
He's got a machete in each hand,
look out, he's coming through. | |
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Posted: 11/24/2006 7:16:46 PM | look out, he's coming through.
Push push breath breathe breathe breathe!
Puushhhhh! Ok here he is
Heeerrrees Johney!
Welcome to a new and better reality
Show we’ve got here
from our proud sponsors
at A.A..
What do ya say?
Shall we make a getaway?
Now that we’ve robbed the bank,
Thank god
You sure know how to hack
Those computers.
Look out, we’re coming through. | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 8:21:37 AM | Look out, we're coming through....
on a journey so vibrant and new.
A.A. saved my ass,
I love the new and better reality
Living life without all that insanity.
Life is but a journey
Ups, downs, and spin arounds
Enjoy it while you can
youth doesn't last for all eternity. | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 8:37:33 AM | youth doesn't last for all eternity
outside of the stories in your mind
reaching and preaching modernity
with every little twist you can find
the imagination of youth we cherish
when writing or painting a song
the investments in youth are bearish
never really lasting too long. | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 8:43:22 AM | never really lasting too long
standing..mic in hand..singing my song
listening to the cheers...the crowd immense
knowing now how life makes sense
singing a song....voice so bright
basking in the view of a longawaited night
with eyes so new and voices so clear
chanting "Encore" ..... music to my ears......... | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 9:48:56 AM | Chanting "Encore".....music to my ears
the world is my stage....the crowd my peers
my heart opens up....the melody embraces
lost souls of all races.
Listen and feel the emotions arising...
touching the core of all those around
distant winds into the horizon
Sweet kisses floatin' to the ground. | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 9:59:05 AM | ^^^^love the ending....may i use it someday in one of mine.....?
Sweet kisses floating to the ground...
Hearts intertwining with a simple sound....
careful whispers in my ear
simple words...ive longed ot hear
Loving passion....from deep within
hate and rage and deep seeded sin....
Leaving my soul as i hold true...
The feel of your touch....the captivating wonder of you........ | |
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Posted: 11/25/2006 1:19:24 PM | The feel of your touch
the captivating wonder of you
can be all way too much
when I've got a bout of the flu
still that smile and gentle presence
entices me to get better real soon
taking in more menthol vapourized essence
mixed with spices around the room | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 7:02:23 AM |
^^^^love the ending....may i use it someday in one of mine.....?
Of course you can gf, it would be an honor
Mixed with spices around the room
Sage, sweet grass, roses a bloom
I inhale the scents....feel the tranquility
Lovin' every minute of this awesome serenity.
Sorry your ill my new friend
perhaps a cup of hot tea
will bring your sickness to an end.
and once again you will be joyous and free! | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 8:14:18 AM | and once again you will be joyous and free!
Come on just trust me!
And fool that I am I did.
Far far away the earth calls me home,
Instead,
I’ld rather stay here frozen in this altitude
To scared to change
Rather re-arrange
Time
And find
Myself anywhere but here.
You have to let go, he mouths dramatic like
And I realize I forgot to turn on the mike.
Voice carry’s now into my brain.
He does not know my pain,
Or he doesn’t care
Probably seen so many like me,
Afraid. Frozen in fear.
Unclench the hands that hold cold steel
This is real!
And you agreed.
Fear of heights succeed,
Conquer, jump.
And as I fell from the airplane,
I prayed that I wasn’t insane
And that the pull cord would work.
Maybe he isn't a jerk. | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 9:39:47 AM | Maybe he isn't a jerk-off
and couldn't stop that cough
in the middle of my solilique
breaking concentrated objectivity
leading all to question the place
does this shows some lacking space
a void in performances we face
upstaged curtain falls in disgrace | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 9:44:52 AM | Upstaged curtain falls in disgrace...
Tears flow from a bloodstained face.....
Longing to see truth without a lie filled place.....
Holding a note to save a soul los tin space.....
Yet standing there ...expecting to see....
the crowds scream "Encore" immensely...
Only to fall as the upstaged curtain set free..
Onto another night of constant misery..... | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 2:52:50 PM | Onto another night of constant misery....
shaping our life's fatal destiny
screaming for desire, so strong and true
searching, seeking....anyone but you.
Run away as fast as you dare
chasing dreams, another vanity affair.
stealing kisses from some crazy guy
Hoping and praying we reach the sky. | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 3:01:40 PM | Hoping and praying we reach the sky
to touch a love without saying goodbye
to hold on for jsut a simple sigh
To kiss them again without the need to cry
To hold on to a voices simple sound.....
Sweet kisses floatin' to the ground....(haha..used it....yeahhhhhhhhhh..thanks butterfly)
To wash away the nightmares abound
To turn away the engraved frown.......... | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 3:06:19 PM | To turn away the engraved frown
he slips it back into a pocket
if they saw how he looked like a clown
whenever he pondered that locket
his status as captain would surely be lost
the boys won't follow a wuss
so now in the cockpit he is the boss
and she's just another puss
Hoping and praying we reach the sky
I cringe and shake within my seat
looking around over the other guys
I call out in panic I can't feel my feet
Hey stewardess please give me a drink
before I have to look out the window
is that the wiring thats starting to stink
come on now captain pull up the nose | |
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Posted: 11/26/2006 3:12:00 PM | To turn away the engraved frown.....
sharing secret smiles, heaven bound.
butterfly kisses, gentle and sweet
dancin' away on our own two feet.
delirious laughter, insanity we reach
mindless souls, hearts are breached.
caring not of heaven or hell
whispering nothings, I'll never tell. | |
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Posted: 11/27/2006 2:52:33 AM | Whispering nothings I'll never tell,
breached hearts mended, now as one,
making a heaven from mindless hell,
delirious laughter under tangerine sun.
On our own two feet we're dancin' away
with sweet and gentle butterfly kisses,
and secret smiles to flavour each day,
we know the joy of all that this is.
(Had to repeat all those sweet things, buttrfly) | |
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Posted: 11/27/2006 7:03:58 AM | awww thankyou hortense
We know the joy of all that this is
painting happiness with a smile,
trusting our instincts, nothing amiss,
staying connected, if only for awhile.
Taking us to a world so new
sharing the passion of words we write,
making friends, so real and true.
Acceptance is the key, definitely right. | |
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Posted: 11/27/2006 6:13:26 PM | Come on captain pull up the nose...
acceptance is the key...definetely right...it shows....
thru friends of rhyme or friends of prose...{sorry alyosha..lol}
Simple sounds curling my bitty toes...
holding everyones last line repeated stanza...
for ones that were missed...unlike tony danza...
Thorb last one to list a nose of captain to pull up.....
not skipped, just looked over...maybe by the liquor cup....
[jk guys hope no one takes offense....love to all...] | |
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Posted: 11/27/2006 10:13:35 PM | maybe by the liquor cup
he got lost, ran amuck
searching for that unique brew
something bold, something new.
Pour ye another, time will tell
befoggle the mind, rhyme like hell
doesn't matter, we don't care
just write them words cuz you love to share. | |
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Joined: 10/22/2006
Msg: 422 | |
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Posted: 11/28/2006 2:36:26 PM | just write them words cuz you love to share
your cabinet
until its bare
between you and me
and then and there
here and lair
get myself
diluted care
frill the bare
in steamy air
then we dare
dance me jolly
feel the holly
take a trolly
to my folly
late from worry
in a hurry
no more bury
left in surrey
go to france
in underpants
toque on head
and chocolate ants
silly be as silly me
won't you share your foolery | |
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Posted: 11/28/2006 6:16:31 PM | won't you share your foolery
I will lend you my toolery
we can play on stooleries
likes kids just skippin schoolery
lickin off the droolery
that would be so coolery
it would be just you an me
happy as could be are we
so put on all your jewlery | |
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Posted: 11/28/2006 6:43:55 PM | So put on all of your jewelry,
your face and your feathery
little wrap.
take me with you to heaven...
to adore your demure
little smile
so take off all of your jewelry,
your face, and your feathery
little wrap.
let me bask in your light...
and kiss your demure
little smile
You don't need all of your jewelry,
your face, and your feathery
little wrap.
I love you just the way you are...
with your demure
little smile | |
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Joined: 10/22/2006
Msg: 425 | |
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Posted: 11/29/2006 9:44:30 AM | little smile
big pros thesis
letting the paint apply itself
like some acrylic lustre
a brand new
in a tiny black box
with scented blends
that choose to show the
ribbons tied around the trees
for the path to be found
like for a hound
sniff and whiff has
become a colour true
purple for spirit
blue for truth
and so on
well then this is no surprise
the black box is trying to find some survival from
the last journey
it didn't end too well
so now the west is blessed with
a turn to burn
the the seekers urn
of dissipate
loss of passion in discretion
fear of fail
is my digression
oh do whats true
this fickle fin
upstream the dream
is more than kin
and laughter breaks the new me in
from tragedy to comedy
comedy to tragedy
the ever revolving
live long song | |
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