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Posted: 10/28/2009 11:22:55 PM | much resigned to mirror mine, I hope that's not me
if my tongue mirrored me, oh what would I be
a lizard licking up, a donkey sucking pup, on a spree
you could only tell by my writing what inside' you'd see
the tongue lashes out to some unsuspecting victim
not always dirty sometimes give thought to christians
living out loud, to vain, to proud, never error willing to admit
I wonder if it ever feels regret, saying things for its own benefit | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 4:04:47 AM | I wonder if it ever feels regret
saying things for its own benefit
anger overflowing to its next victim
and everyone knew then she was a dragon
how could this be when she appeared so lovingly
when sweetness flowed like maple syrup
did someone send her round the bend?
did she just end another courtship? | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 5:29:07 AM | did she just end another courtship?
finding untruthfulness again?
fleeing from one to another?
when will she ever learn?
the one who nurtured her
the one who blessed her
the one who awaits her
the one who loves her | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:11:30 AM | the one who loves her
bent his knee to winter's chill
a genuflection of life to death
as orpheus to eurydice
and yet perhaps he awaits
wings aflutter and steeped in grace
watchful over this domain
until he sees her once again | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:47:20 AM | augh you beat me I had a good one
until he sees her once a again
they are were only friends
you know the kind which upon u spit
and use for your own benefit,
get what you need, a friend indeed?
grabbin, gettin' planting toxic seed
clueless, stupid, whatever would be wrong
happy as she'll ever be making up a song | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 10:49:02 AM | happy as she'll ever be making up a song
why? because I'll be along
making my way every day with her thong
into the night I'll choose what's right or wrong
I won't ask her name
it wouldn't be the same
or even the type of game
gaily she'll sing out as she'll be tame | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 11:08:27 AM | gaily she'll sing out as she'll be tame
all through life gimmicks and games
Udiah Udiah quit that sh^t
assuming she go bed to bed
when alone there she sits, why don't you quit
an assumption for the head, later on you'l dread
perhaps you or she? better off dead
who knows what rumors you'll spread
shhh now baby (only words ok) | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 11:35:11 AM | who knows what rumors you'll spread
when you read between the lines
stick to black and white instead
or get tangled up in vines
a pause to reflect precedes moving on
did narcissus starve or drown
as dust settles down on the sleepy town
the clown sneaks off with the crown | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 12:00:46 PM | the clown sneaks off with the crown
still at his prize frowning
the attention he was seeking
was truelly hers for the keeping
when every word heard was slight
when her thoughts needed light
instead in hell told to drown
another article for sleepy town | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 3:45:34 PM | another article for sleepy town
nestled into heaps of eider down
too comfy in its philosophy
that ducks be ducks and sheep be sheep
all herded into place by words
so tight as to mask absurd
smoke screens that we hide behind
as if all perfidy 'his' not 'mine' | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 4:11:41 PM | as if all perfidy 'his' not 'mine'
he who partakes of grapes from the vine
though sour they be at this time of season
he doesn't require a rhyme or a reason
treason drips slowly from purple teeth
a smile accompanies taking knife from sheath
a brutish grin on the steps of the forum
as blood like wine adds to white marble decorum | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 4:22:08 PM | as blood like wine adds to white marble
"the zombies are here to eat our brains!"
after all is said and done
I realize it was kind of fun
which must make me thoroughly insane | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 5:00:23 PM | witch must make me thoroughly insane
concocting a brew that bulges the vein
making me drink from a rusty old chalice
a mixture of viagra, levitra, and cialis
thinking her lure I could not resist
and being centuries since she was kissed
her motive was clear but her vision was not
as I rode the white horse far away from that spot | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 5:16:56 PM | as i rode the white horse far away from that spot
i realized I had missed a lot
so i returned to ravage her on a cot
she squealed with delight, you're no sot
no blue pills for this ole boy
i bought a brand new toy
guaranted to have her enjoy
and not turn me in for some hot little boy | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 6:36:54 PM | and not turn me in for some hot little boy
for Im tired of feeling like your broken ole toy
or a tool in your box that fixes the plumbing
that gets called in desparation when your up for some slummin'
so i dont want your scap crap, got my right hand and my pride
and an old friend with benefits i can see on the side
i carry on fine without the house, dog and gold fleece
believe it or not, without you I found peace
(evenin', james)
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Posted: 10/29/2009 6:54:22 PM | believe it or not, without you I found peace
no more confusion and sounds of a geese
no more ironing your shirts not to crease
no more of your cooking so full of grease
finally the stress in my life will really cease
while the calm that's here is on the increase
but with all that is gone that fills me with joy
there were some things I loved 'bout that boy | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 6:59:50 PM | believe it or not, without you I found peace
I feel like a dog that got rid of his fleas
or an ox relieved of his burdensome yoke
or a sooty old sweep in a hot tub soak
a sigh of relief I release every thought
as no longer I lick the wounds that were wrought
there is light after night and I'm glad I'm awake
and my two little gems make me forget the heartache | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 7:19:54 PM | her:
there were some things I loved 'bout that boy
though there were twice as many that did annoy
like how he got locked onto ethics and forgot to pay bills
and got intolerably grumpy when i ate too many pills
(patch)
him:
my two little gems (one for me) make me forget the heartache
of the extra taxes and getting burned at the stake
out of the city with a new life in the hills
i am still concerned that you eat too many pills
(note-him and her are interchangable so there are no gender specific implications meant, i am talking about me, and no, this is neither new nor painful, and i have no idea why i went this route now. its just where the words went). | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 7:35:14 PM | i am still concerned that
you eat too many pills
now is that a way
to deal with life's ills
i know the pain is sometimes intense
and in your mind there is a fence
but every moment so brief and
in each moment there is relief | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 7:58:24 PM | in each moment there is relief
relaxing all that's hidden beneath
allowing unfolding to begin again
for life is a circle...no beginning or end
despite our creation of what we call time
each moment walks a very fine line
stepping through the web of all
we hold each other as we fall | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:13:20 PM | we hold each other as we fall
till we dance together at hell's ball
where pointing fingers makes u the freak
three pointing back, think twice as you speak
My coffee's the best and its cuz i trust MY god
for i never measure with niether stick nor rod
i love you my friend, wont bail in your time of need
i know that your guilty and dont care how you pleed | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:19:22 PM | i know that your guilty
and don't care how you plead
if you cut you finger
you'll be sure to bleed
i can't keep you from what you do
doesn't mean i don't love you
but if you want to see it through
come to me and we'll watch the moon | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:25:13 PM | i know that you're guilty and don't care how you plead
so let's sit down here on the ground
and share a pipe of your very best weed
letting go of all that grew from that mysterious seed
following the path that got us here now...indeed
life is layered with a multi-coloured veil
one side will enhance the view while another will impale
but what comes through is love will always try and prevail
oh...sorry rosie...took a little while to write this.... | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 8:28:48 PM | come to me and we'll watch the moon
from behind the haze from meadow's breath
it covered gossamer as you would me
with veils of mists from summery seas
as jupiter with her dances the night
i hold my lacy dreams unfurled
above my feet and yours what step
between reflections vainly kept | |
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Posted: 10/29/2009 9:19:51 PM | between reflections vainly kept
I question my keepers whose own lives were mispent
you can beg me till tommorrow, i still wont repent
my regrets are mine for the keeping
i watch my own side of the street and do time
and in my spare time i think up a rhyme
you wont catch me drunk at the scene of the crime
i quit that so you gotta keep sweeping | |
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