| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/29/2007 5:14:10 PM | the pain and rage
are fulfilling me this way
overwhelming my pretences
having their way
if this was a song
then I'd be the pause
a trickle down version
with kitty kat claws | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/29/2007 7:32:40 PM | With kitty kat claws
she climbs down his back
remembering to pause
a quick look back.
Purrin' loudly, her fur all mussed
she stretches out leisurely
wondering why all the fuss...
tis just another one mastered by her....... sexuality. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 4:58:36 AM | just another one mastered by her....... sexuality
he took what he needed, and only what he.....wanted
he never understood her uncontrolled.....duality
forgetting to give a little, left one more lover.....haunted
so, where's her saving grace at the end of the night?
reality says there's no such thing,
who can be believed when a lie feels so right?
come on baby, tell me, how much are your wings? | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 5:17:25 AM | Come on baby, tell me, how much are your wings?
Said the beggar to the angel as she sweetly sings.
I'm hungry and thirsty, and it's very cold,
My bones are so fragile, my body feels old.
Then come sit in the circle of souls old & young,
Your journey today has just begun.
Let laughter surround you, May your heart fill with love,
May the peace thats within you, soar like a dove. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 6:20:26 AM | May the peace thats within you...soar like a dove
remembering laughter shared from the angels above.
Don't forget to dance amongst the clouds of lore
Seeking your answers of tomorrow ne'ermore.
This journey you venture upon is new each day
bringing insight of paths crossed from far away.
Breathe the colors of your rainbow
Be happy, it's your life you know. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 6:46:50 AM | Be happy, it's your life you know
when all the bad things come, just go
run away, little girl, that's what i do
when i can no longer cry the tears for you
take my leave, say adieu
make believe i'm leaving you
say goodnight, then say goodbye
i'm all out of tears to cry | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 7:20:30 AM | I'm all out of tears to cry
I could just walk, and say goodbye.
I made a promise , long ago
To just move on,,if it was so
So now its true, it is no lie
I no longer have a tear to cry
Maybe I will head another direction
As you long forget my dear affection. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 7:27:59 AM | As you long forget my dear affection
remember the name and face
as you try to reject our simple connection
i'll be moving on to the next place
wishing to move on, move out, move past
all these doubts are killing me fast
wondering how to go and end up
like everyone else that don't give a fukk | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 7:34:30 AM | Like everyone else that don't give a fukk
I am so distracted,,,,and out of luck
My head is aching,,my eyes are red
I just dont even wanna get outta bed
I wish I could be on a boat to the Islands
and drink fancy drinks, and listen to bands
Maybe I need a vacation,,,a break
This is my wish for myself, no fake! | |
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pensky
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Joined: 12/19/2006
Msg: 910 | |
| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 8:44:51 AM | This is my wish for myself, no fake!
to suddenly be strong for what's at stake
I don't wish to see my inner light, so bright
I don't wish to keep up a pace every night
Neither do I wish to stay put as I am
Nor wait for that soft inner voice sound
I just wish for myself more love to take
to suddenly be strong for what's at stake. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 8:44:58 AM | This is my wish for myself, no fakes
nameless faces with romantic lines
talking nonsense for old time sakes
Hiding behind computer times...
Tired of players and egotistical pricks,
As I search for chivalry, heroes & more
perhaps a sorceror and his bag of tricks..
or a savage warrior, his world we will explore. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 8:49:36 AM | Suddenly be strong for what's at stake
Our love is lingering, tis not a fake.
Hold on tightly as the adventure begins
escaping reality in times that never end.
Together we can conquer the world at our feet
love holds no bounds...the enemy we meet
careful to tread where no one has been
Listening to the wisdom of our hearts within. | |
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| ATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 12:38:54 PM | Listening to the wisdom of our hearts within.
I am thinking about what might have been?
My heart is feeling that there was a calling.
I kept you my friend, even though I was falling.
Now you are happy,you have a new life.
You have a new home,,,you have a new wife.
I will always be here, for you my dear friend.
To your heart , valentines wishes I gladly send. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 1:00:28 PM | To your heart, valentines wishes I gladly send.
But the envelope returns to sender, dead end
No such address to be found anywhere.
You truly are heartless, unable to care!
And all this time I thought you were shy
Or had trouble relating, express love or just cry
But the "returned unopened" helped me to know
There just is no heart and it’s time I let go. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 1:12:00 PM | There just is no heart and it’s time I let go.
but wait and think this through
some men just don’t have a clue
how to make a woman smile
the old fashioned way and go that extra mile
they do the sweetest things in their own style
men can’t read minds – oh my
say it out loud or write it with clouds upon the sky | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 2:36:53 PM | say it out loud or write it with clouds upon the sky
The simple picture that cascades upon your eye...
the everyday torment or happiness you cannot deny....
just scream it infinitely as you begin to fly...
Let it all out...dont give in to the least of it...
get rid of the rage and vengence and sh*t...
consume yourself in the intune reason of throwing a fit.,.,.
just to release and let go of the pasts undying bullsh*t..... | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 4:48:32 PM | just to release and let go of the pasts undying bullsh*t.....
is all I want to do even though its stuck in my armpit
even now I don't know if it will become something again
that I have to deal with so I'll keep my faith until when
The cows come home and they jump over the moon
make my self happy by playing fiddle sticks till noon
then I'll go down to the river to listen to Leonard cry the blues
that helps me when I feel i have lost all that i can lose. | |
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pensky
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Joined: 12/19/2006
Msg: 918 | |
| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 7:21:18 PM | That helps me when I feel I have lost all that I can lose
due to missed opportunities, late payments or faux pox.
That helps me when one I love sees me fumble or choose
wrong, and when I think of how I go out too much with no bra,
and when I'm smoking again and getting varicose veins,
when I know my carpet padding is finally getting abused
When I discover my car windows down in the blinding rain,
When I've been not so sound of mind; To buy new shoes--
that helps me. | |
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pensky
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Joined: 12/19/2006
Msg: 919 | |
| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/30/2007 8:52:25 PM | "That helps me, helps me not", his pearls of wisdom implore.
leaving me and my fortune of pearls abandoned on the floor.
"You were sad before you knew me" he said, when he was through.
I said, "well not as sad as now" helpless, as though logic were due.
"You can't turn the responsibility for your sex life over to someone else"
our counselor said. Said I, "the hell you say" I still don't see what the hell.
She also pretty much said you don't have to know someone to trust them.
He said I knew all there was to know. Now it's true, I know nothing of him. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 12:53:48 AM | He said I knew all there was to know.Now its true I know nothing of him
The parades of Paradoxes that surround,
and the doves that flutter above him
He was a living breathing masterpiece of illusion
Real love was nothing but an unwanted intrustion when it came to him you see
it interfered with his majesic flights of tickled wonderous fancy
Sometimes rose colored glasses have a nasty glare
I bathed in your sunshine and got sunburn to spare | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 4:48:49 AM | I bathed in your sunshine and got sunburn to spare
Your actions and words I find so very rare
It's out of the ordinary, this I do find
When your near, thoughts of others are all left behind
Theres magic about you, it shines all around
A warming sensation, and this I have found
to be all so consuming in every way
A blessing, a gift, for me every day. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 5:08:01 AM | A blessing, a gift, for me every day
Is finding myself, painful layer by layer,
Not defined by someone who just went away
But discovering how I was always the stayer.
The marathon runner, the one with the heart,
More of me revealed now with each passing hour,
Not consumed with waiting for you to depart,
But gathering back every bit of my power. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 7:59:07 AM | But gathering back every bit of my power.
I cast you off, will not let you devour
my soul. I unplug your twisted power lines
from my guilt induced acceptance. Times
are changing. No juicy bits for you to stick
your hollow promises in. Prick
your conscience before you suck me dry,
I am no longer the power source for you to fly | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 8:43:40 AM | I am no longer the power source for you to fly.
It was killing my soul, and I am not sure why,
I let you use me, and abuse me;
Now my dear please excuse me.
I am searching long , deep , for sure.
Looking for a heart so pure.
If only my heart could gather more wings,
It would fly to the place where the angel sings. | |
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| LATE..8..EIGHT LINE STANZAS
Posted: 1/31/2007 9:31:23 AM | It would fly to the place where the angel sings
and her voice shall bring such peaceful things
to feel that I am loved for being me
and to have this granted eternally
to fly through the clouds without a care
travel with this glowing heart anywhere
a smile shall be upon my face
this love I have found, one cannot erase | |
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