| Contemplate Straight 8 LINE Bonanza STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 3:45:53 PM | someone else's heart is also breaking
at the thought of all of my misdeed mistakings
taking it or leaving it far from behind
while picking up the pieces of my broken hearted mind
increasing indigestion at the things i may have done
still a memory is a memory, but not the only one
maybe i got it wrong, in my fairy-tale of tells
i won't know til you tell me so, yeah, i buy the lines you sell | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 3:59:59 PM | i buy the lines you sell
packed in thought and meant to excel
you don't need to say your sorry
neither do I and thats my story
everyone is long with the wind
thinkin they got all the answers to all the questions
when in reality we don't even get it
its the little blue button screaming I'm the button EDIT | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 4:25:45 PM | I'm the button EDIT!!!!
go back a few paces, fix it and forget it!
don't try to tell me you don't know how
those demons in your head already let the secret out
when you post your required eight, and are satisfied
look at the place where you last wrote, get tongue-tied
make sure your first line is the last one above you
if it's not, EDIT, EDIT....before we have to shove you | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 4:40:41 PM | before we have to shove you
or underhandedly snub you
in this undulating mass of emotion
seemingly in motion
always on the prowl
just waiting to howl
and pretending to play nice
only if they think you suffice | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 5:35:28 PM | if they think you suffice, and are of their ilk
they'll bake you up some cookies, fill your glass with milk
even take you out to dinner, some wining and dining
then drop you off at home, long kiss goodbye-ing
so let's just nevermind if they like us or not
just keep the scheme quite simple, it's all we've got
these words are our legends, posing for the past
long after the ever after, the first line will be the last | |
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ebgdae
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Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 1056 | |
| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 6:27:20 PM | the first line will be last if we play this game
what they end up with, we start with the same
sometimes we continue,the previous idea
and others it's off, on a tangent we steer
It's not so important, the topic we choose
it's sharing with others, and avoiding the blues
So keep up the convo, while playing with rythme
and you'll end up having, a fabulous time | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 6:48:00 PM | you'll end up having
a fabulous time
repeating the obvious
and adding a rhyme
its nice when a guest
does their level best
to further this quest for jest
yet still respect the request of using only eight lines | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:02:39 PM | respect the request of using only eight lines
sniffing this glue just takes all my time
sometimes i forget to continue the story
and go off on myself, here in all my glory
i wax and i wane about me all day,
and all night if need be
to get my demons to shut the hell up
and stop tormenting poor me | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:16:28 PM | stop tormenting poor me with this lack of ideas
outside the purpose of the thread
give a bit a thought to what you have seen
in other parts of your wasted being
all day long on a bored set of keys
preaching so you can see words be
placed on the screen that used to be green
compiled with nothing to mean | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:23:38 PM | compiled with nothing to mean more
than walking right out of that mutha-fukkin door
pacing the floors and climbing the walls
hating the lonely in me when i call
yeah, so i call, i scream out your name
you never do answer, but i do it the same
reliving days gone so long ago
imagining the time when i'll be free to go | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:40:58 PM | Imagining the time when I'll be free to go
my heart will be broken ne'er more
your selfish desires drive me insane
yet you insist I remember your name
maybe someday the time will come
when my silence will be forever numb
till then i suffer this rapid flame
wishing you were dead, broken and lame. | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:45:47 PM | imagining the time when I'll be free to go
others aren't so lucky so here's a story I know
of a girl under eighteen imprisoned & alone
sentenced to death for killing a man cold
who threatened her life while taking her soul
she fought back in self defense and now knows
3 years behind bars & feeling alone while
her country abandoned her the world threw her a bone | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 7:51:24 PM | the world threw her a bone
so she wouldn't feel so alone
but here comes her ride
and its clear she can't decide
to tell someone else
or blame it on herself
she shivers from the inside
but the cold really just pulled up outside | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 8:03:21 PM | the cold really just pulled up outside broken and lame
thinking this was the end of the game
rain falling down upon forlorn brains empty of love
not thinking what is above the clouds
where golden birds fly foreign interests
tasting the fruits of your labour
I sit and savour some soft red wine
timed to breach my shutdown mind | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 8:04:06 PM | the cold really just pulled up outside
time to make haste
can you give me a ride?
Don't care where your going
I just need to be free
take me away
from this insanity
of just another day. | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 8:06:34 PM | The cold really just pulled up outside
in a rolls royce as I awaited my ride
Some things are deceiving, and can lose thier meaning
and strip you right clean of your pride
The idea is always to know
that no matter which way you should go
There's always two sides, so you should take huge strides
and look deeper in things and they'll flow | |
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| 8BALL 8 LINE STANZAS
Posted: 2/6/2007 9:11:11 PM | look deeper in things and they'll flow
that's a theory I've filed under "I don't know"
I redecorated hoping for an open concept
tore down some walls and learned to accept
I say what I know sometimes too loudly sometimes just so
and I listen and learn about what others think makes the world turn
I hum to myself till I'm about to drown flailing to the sound
when I'm worn out and ship wrecked I tune in here and write it all down | |
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| 8BALL bearings 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 9:44:54 PM | When I'm worn out and ship wrecked I tune in here and write it all down
Maybe someone somewhere will understand that the sound
of a tree falling in the forest is equal in equation to the sound of One hand
Soundless in it’s metaphoric language that we don’t understand
It’s not as if it all wasn’t meticulously planned
If you look at it logically, it’s all just surf and sand
In varying configurations of light intensity of colours ground
Right down to the shards of DNA that in Africa they found. | |
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ebgdae
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Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 1069 | |
| 8BALL bearings 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 10:09:26 PM | Right down to the shards of DNA that in Africa they found
we're from apes who moved from trees to the ground
It's scary to think that we're just animals evolved
and slowly but surely our past will be solved
It just goes to show, that we're all related
that differences between us are just over rated
It's hard to imagine, even in prose
your related to that guy, who picks his nose | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 10:15:23 PM | your related to that guy, who picks his nose
Wow why am I not surprised, I suppose
That you think that now if you propose
I’m going to want to marry a kin of that hose?
I think it’s time, every one here knows
That being related to someone who is that close
To someone related to me is asking for six fingers or toes
So don’t be thinking wedding or being one of my beaus. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 10:34:34 PM | don’t be thinking wedding
or being one of my beaus
unless you know the rhythm
of my heart and how it goes
but you can plan the wedding
any time after we're beaus
for come that time...you dwell in my heart
and by then...its anything goes | |
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ebgdae
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Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 1072 | |
| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 11:09:21 PM | and by then...its anything goes
handcuffs and duct tape and rubber hose
and to think we all though you were quiet as a mouse
now I'm so scared, I'm locking the house
This PC is strange that it gets people connected
and truly knowing them, is an art perfected
till then we struggle with typing and pics
and hold back the urge, to show them our credentials | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/6/2007 11:14:09 PM | And hold back the urge,to show them our credentials,
unless of course we think they may have potential.
Play the game of cat and mouse,
and never let them see your house.
Is this the way love should be?
I think not, and soon we shall see.
The old time place, at the corner hangout,
That is where peace and love hang out. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/7/2007 12:05:35 AM | That is where peace and love hang out,
where hippies sing,,,,,,,,,,and roam about.
The air has an aroma of burning rope....
giving all souls, some help , some hope.
No one is angry,,,no one is mean.
Where is that mad ShadowQueen?
All is peaceful, all is calm now.
And at the end of the concert, we all will bow.
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| 8 LINE STANZAS bonanza
Posted: 2/7/2007 12:16:21 AM | we all will bow
and how
t'was a very good show
though some parts did blow
and on to the street
travelling with feet
to catch the last bus
with out fuss | |
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