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Posted: 2/27/2007 8:45:45 PM | hard to enlist,,,and harder to find!
Looking for soldiers of a different kind
A place for those willing to give it their best
And fulfill their honour by running the test
That time tells the tale of, in an Olympian way
That has been the hallmark, not that they have the say
In the poets of the latest, of the new Golden Dawn
They just have those damned cards that they print stuff on | |
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Posted: 2/27/2007 9:53:13 PM | They just have those damned cards that they print stuff on
you know
made of plastic with numbers and a magnetic strip
that glows
I heard that in a few years they say
with enough air miles for leverage play
a sleigh will fly known mysteries
grey replacing shades of ivory | |
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Posted: 2/27/2007 10:15:13 PM | grey replacing shades of ivory
In the old piano from Rays old divey
place back over there, down behind the track
We’re going to restore it, bring it on back
A million good memories here in this instrument
And with a good craftsman and our willing intent
The songs that have entertained many a day
Will again be heard in here as Boggie I will play | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 6:38:40 AM | Will again be heard in here
as Boggie I will play for beer
no need to cheer this boy along
for spontaneous is my style of song
words just come with melody
lost to reason and harmony
keep the suds flowing to me
 so when I pass out you'll be free  | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 9:11:10 AM | when I pass out you'll be free to view
all the things that make me real for you
like the way i part my hair to the side
and that bicycle scar that i try to hide
maybe you'll just sit there and watch me sleep
it's ok, i've seen you, trying to take a peep
and i love the way you see me, like no one else
head bent and twisted, you still see me for myself | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 2:49:59 PM | head bent and twisted, you still see me for myself
alone my scent insisted blue pill frees my poor elf
waiting to stand up for what is needed to do
slating two hand cup pours from me to you
Only confusing the issue will bring about a solution
for our minds need the chaos of thought revolution
leaving our bodies to sit calmly while waiting
for excruciating desire to become more sedating | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 2:59:16 PM | For excruciating desire to become more sedating
Does my lust for you call a time twisted fating?
Do I call you back home to me from your dreams
I wonder if that’s you in that fantasy, seems
To be cast out of smoke and in cybertrail ilk
Like tendrils of nothing made of finest silk
Spun from the cobwebs of yesterdays tune
If we don’t make it happen it won’t be till June. | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 3:21:10 PM | If we don’t make it happen it won’t be till June
when the sun stays up late we won't need a room
out in a field with birds flying round
feeling our oats spred on blankets on the ground
you got my mind reeling with some solid rock
rolled into naked dancing while all the fish talk
carpets from winter are hung on the line
I'm sure you and me would feel real fine | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 3:40:11 PM | I'm sure you and me would feel real fine
With the bright sun tanning some naked behind
Rolling in the clover under yon oak tree
Watching all the clouds roll by and tantalizing me
Wander to the river side to take a skinny dip
Wash away the sweat of day and kiss a finger tip
To tap a rhythm on your skin and cause your eyes to gleam
River play it’s in the way of foreplay it sure does seem.
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Posted: 2/28/2007 8:21:58 PM |  River play it's in the way of foreplay it sure does seem.
Where in the Heyyyyyy,,,,is that Mad SHADOW QUEEN?
I love to hear her crazy rhymes,,,
she makes me laugh,,,and forget the crimes,
of lust and love, foreplay and passion,,,
LOLL, humor is her favorite fashion,,,,
Let us laugh,,,,you crazy girll@@@@@@@@@@
Mad shadow,,,,,minds are a whirl!!!!!!!
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Posted: 2/28/2007 10:14:28 PM | Mad shadow minds are a whirl
spinning round creating worlds
illusions ineuendos cross empty space
tracing diversions with leather and lace
painted dream merchants with fur covered feet
watch a flat screen pinned to their teeth
reflected from spy-cams behind the eyes
delightful doll puppets keep their disguise | |
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Posted: 2/28/2007 11:03:46 PM |  Delightful doll puppets keep their disguise,
While Mad Shadow Queen, laughs in pure demise.
She laughs, and does,,,hand stands,,,
she is cwazy,,,such a can,
of ham, so sweet , and basted,,,
leaves not another , not to be tasted,,,,
Her persona,,,is so CHERBONA,,,
I am thinkin,,,,she could be sissy,,,a real,,,lona,,,,,!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 12:37:33 AM | i am,,,,she could be sissy,,, a real,,,lona!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
so what if she is
a child misunderstanding
normal at a guess
but aint it sad to read of books
misunderstanding
calculating
losing personality
i am most probably wrong | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 6:01:56 AM | i am most probably wrong in my views
i see through eyes that have been black and blue
at least i now know what you're capable of being
and i can finally open my eyes to the real-time seeing
you've held me down and back for so long
that this freedom somehow feels all dirty and wrong
i'm taking baby steps to recover myself
learning how to live in my shame-inducted hell | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 8:21:36 AM | learning how to live in my shame-inducted hell
is best if I first try to neuder the smell
sulphur and carbon are spewing out the stacks
an all they want is me on my back
I'll close the store and lock up that door
then off to a sauna to clean out the pores
wash my hair with sweet flowery smells
maybe even add a bit of that gell. | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 8:30:54 AM | maybe even add that bit of gelatin goo
pour it in the mold i saved from the time of you
let it set overnight until it's taken form
take it out and eat it all...waiting for the storm
while the thunder plays it's tune of foreboding and assault
i'll take the time to realize it's never been your fault
i'll erase the lies, the heartaches, and all the fisted fights
just so you know it's over now, i've taken back my nights | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 8:46:57 AM | i've taken back my nights by turning up the lights
then tucked them away with works in the day
licked all my wounds maybe a bit too soon
some limbs like balloons will shrink after noon.
then the other shrinkage from broken mind times
leaves me alone and that really's quite fine
no need for explosions of passionate sudz
leaving dna stains all over the rugs. | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 10:00:14 AM | Leaving dna stains all over the rugs
bled from the body bags of the missing thugs
Who lived by the sword and died by the gun
Those lives of brutal heartlessness have been undone
They were sent there to kill the Queen of the night
They just didn’t think she had this kind of fight
But she’s got lots life and surprise still in her
If you continue such a feud there won’t be a winner. | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 10:03:51 AM | Leaving dna stains all over the rugs
bled from the body bags of the missing thugs
Who lived by the sword and died by the gun
Those lives of brutal heartlessness have been undone
They were sent there to kill the Queen of the night
They just didn’t think she had this kind of fight
But she’s got lots life and surprise still in her
If you continue such a feud there won’t be a winner. | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 11:37:12 AM | If you continue such a feud there won’t be a winner
we both will go out and miss a great dinner
mom has been slaving for hour you know
and when dad get's home his top will blow
seeing the havoc you two have created
spread through all rooms you should be sedated
maybe even tied to the bed and left in the dark
those bipolar ways should be saved for the park | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 1:33:20 PM | Those bipolar ways should be saved for the park
or was that a field, or a farm or a zoo
For I can't recite the storyline as
that would depend on who your talking to
My good side remembers the dinners each night
that filled the air with such a sweet smell
My other side recalls being tied up and left
in the dark,,,so I really can't tell | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 2:01:27 PM | left in the dark,,,so I really can't tell
If it was suppose to be heaven, it sure felt like hell.
What did you think you could offer to me?
You call this a retreat and you’re charging a fee
That aught to have at least paid for a comfortable bed
And a roof that doesn’t leak no matter what’s said
Of rustic surroundings, your add it did say,
But this shack in the back here is not where I’ll stay. | |
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Posted: 3/1/2007 2:16:31 PM | But this shack in the back here is not where I'll stay
Upon satin pillow is where my head lay
in a room with a view overlooking the park
where the stars do their magic when evening is dark
With champagne that is ready, complete with 2 flutes
while watching the fires embers dance up the shute
and we embrace as I ponder what I've known all the while
This is MY kind of camping,,,,,Awakening Style! | |
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Posted: 3/2/2007 8:22:48 AM | This is MY kind of camping,,,,,Awakening Style
every new morning starting with smiles
feeling caresses as dawn opens wide
lingering moments in kisses we ride
touching with warmth we're locked into place
eyes intertwined face to face
nothing is better than life in these woods
you and me just feeling so good. | |
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Posted: 3/2/2007 10:54:15 AM | You and me just feeling so good
Just you and I here in the wood
Laying amoungst the fern
New techniques to learn
Please tell me thats not Ivy of the poisonous kind
Now were in trouble calomine we must find
Body parts are iching and starting to swell
Our trip to the woods turned into hell | |
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