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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:44:10 AM | Hope all of this fantasy makes us richer
Keeping love alive..flying swifter
tempatations dooor opens to lead
beginning again as inside we bleed
love and hate ... a very thin line
yet two become one in the test of time
forgiveness and spite...emotional toll
Yet only way to release a restless soul | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:49:25 AM | Yet only way to release a restless soul sister
is to have a block party to raise up the bail
now with enough help from our friends here mister
I know we can get a good girl outta that jail
But dancing and singing off into the darkened night
with liquer and drug smoking all around
can be a mixed message for her little ones all right
though hidden the will still hear the sounds | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:56:20 AM | Though hidden they wil still hear the sounds
as they crack the door jst and inch to see the adults abound
Laughing and frolicking with immense commotion
liquer pooring thu their veins , kids witnessing the sin
They children smile though know not of what is seen
Their only thoughts of a world so pleasant and clean
Thogh tey need to go where their weery heads lay
They cannot give in .... for its New Years Day | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:04:18 AM | They cannot give in .... for its New Years Day
no thoughts of school ... only more play
dancing and singing is keeping us awake
all the commotion makes the house shake
those tunes unfamiliar still feel like we know
what the big folk are trying to show
wiggles and giggles and slaps on the bum
with tickling on sides and pulling of thumbs. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:15:20 AM | with tickling on sides and pulling on thumbs
They await the four, three, two and one
They kiss and immese pleasure shows
Wine splashes upon the childrens toes
The children laugh at the devils delight
Seeing the happiness overcome mothers past fright
The children smile and embrace one another
For children are children....dear sister and brother | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:27:38 AM | children are children....dear sister and brother
fighting with love for attention of others
ignoring in open the things adults say
as deep down inside the feel pulls and sways
actions say way much more so than words
to children that make noises just to be heard
screaming for fun and the sound of the voice
all that they've seen is reflected in choice | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:31:38 AM | All that they've seen is reflected in choice
Immense pain and torment propells from their voice
The actions of others vast hate and spite
has twisted and turned the edge of the knife
To love them and cherish them is all the ask
Yet to some to love children is a rare task
My children are life..in general in deed
I give them my all.....wants and needs | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:46:57 AM | I give them my all.....wants and needs
like a good mother who also reads
fairy tales when its time for bed
soothing to sleep those cute little heads
Let's hope appreciation remains
as teenage angst makes them change
the acts and actions distorted by piers
mellows quite nicely in 20 more years
then friends they can be to you and me
for children are limited in time you see
every day we get older and they want to grow up
be something special and fill that gold cup
dreams of a child become life later on
let's help them now by singing happy songs
we can all hold hands and laugh in the dark
then everything else doesn't feel so stark. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 9:12:56 AM | Then everything else doesn't feel so stark
because we took a day and went to the park
they needed me then and more today
for their lives are better when I am ok
They need to be able to tell me their woes
who they are, who are their foes
if I let them they will prove the love
it is you see, I'm just Dad
And although I'm sad
I just know they need my smile
then they know I go the extra mile
So run with them play with them
give them your day
let's go and play | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 11:32:19 AM | let us go and play
bring all your favorite toys
your lego set
your hot wheels track
and don't forget
the play dough pack
or we could just play doctor
or house
or spin the bottle
kick the can
hide and seek
hey no fair
I seen you peek
fun is what we make it
so leave your sad faces within
come out, come out, where ever you are
let the childish games begin | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 5:00:16 PM | Let the childish games begin
let the wrath of lust emerse the sin
give love unto the plenty of some
Give lustonto the abyss of none
Hold myheart into your hands
end the sufering to which i stand
I await the ravishing night of capture
to which I can endure the endless rapture | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 5:08:22 PM | to which I can endure the endless rapture
hoping it will cure the need for capture
relevio or red rover rinning in the clover
let bubbles float on over to Dover
Hide and seek in dark end park
was truely part of my childhood
though others may win we grin
let the childish games begin
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Posted: 10/29/2006 5:08:38 PM | let the childish games begin
cast away that grim cloud within
be proud of discovered sin
that's what makes you wild
inside the games abide the names
with fantastic drive to be
heroes and villains epitomized
to explode with amazing delicacy
just try to leave the living things
out of your childish games
bounce the ball and catch them all
but damn don't pull the reins
we may have to get'ya helmet
some gloves and protective vest
elbow pads for the lads
before they take the test.
Boys will be boys was presented so well
in that Simpsons extravaganza
girls will be girls doesn't come out the same
equating social propaganda
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Posted: 10/29/2006 5:32:51 PM | equating social propaganda
in a world filled with so much stanza
Overcoming obstacles endured
Standing tall with heart tainted and unpured
Reviving in solace of underaging brew
Looking for a way to hide the eternal youth
Forgive me father for a life i hold certain
for a life I once had was hatefilled sin | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 6:08:01 PM | for a life I once had was hate filled sin incrusted sludge with a touch of power
hours lost to willful self depricating attempted insanity
vanity
fair share of crime related incidents around rebellious anti organized extorted enforcement
locked in a chamber of horor makes you hard and cold
survival of the empty mind
freedom the only goal | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 6:29:35 PM | Freedom the only goal,
and they take the ball.
Down the court,
and another score.
Gee I need to win the game,
are I might go insane again.
Free throw shot,
and yes I win the game. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 6:39:33 PM | and yes I win the game again like its always the same so why play
oh wait that's only in my mind again like those other times they say
Doctor was a nice sort of chap to rap for a little time with
Nursie a bit on the distant side with easily slide in out gift
Now back in the park surrounded by games
some in the dark and some without names
trying to decide on my team mates abilities
then decipher oppositions agility
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:08:45 PM | Then decipher oppositions agility,
and I can't say it three times fast.
I could look it up,
and maybe get a head acke.
I dought I will ever understand fully,
and it really don't matter.
I just keep on doing all I can,
and act like I know it man. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:18:22 PM | I just keep on doing all I can,
and act like I know it man.
Straight from the fire to the pan
It's all I understand
in loving you.
I just keep trying to be free
but this karmic entanglement won't let me
You keep calling, won't let me be
here you come around to see
if I'm still loving you.
I just keep trying to go away
I've heard it all, that you can say
I told you once I would not stay
Yet you keep trying to get me to pay
for loving you. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:29:25 PM | For loving you,
and all the flowers that you made.
The trees,
and the grass.
All the horses,
and horses asses.
I know you have a plan,
and I must wait to see. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:33:19 PM | I must wait to see
those things in me
that just may be
lost on fleeing from myself
time to remind the elf
dust that shelf
for loving you
the sky turned blue
the sun went red a night
for loving you
twas like the flue
my eyes fogged out insight
for loving you
some things I do
feel always wrongly trite
for loving you
my casual shoe
just left not right for flight | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:36:54 PM | Just left not right for flight,
and its like the rules in this forum.
Eight lines,
and yet its hit or miss.
Lots of giggles,
and wondering man.
What threw you off,
and made me laugh again. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:47:00 PM | made me laugh again like that old tv spin
eight just ain't enough some times
so the lines have to go where that flow shows them
when pen is fingers in the brain
plain as a train in the rain
travellin fifty and one in the sun doing eighty
they meet in a steet very close to your feet
makes you hungry so you get something to eat | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 7:53:18 PM | Makes you hungry so you get something to eat,
sort of like reading a neat book.
Things for your mind,
like tring to shove it all in there.
What it holds is a wonder,
just got to try it.
When you get it there,
you know your here. | |
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Posted: 10/29/2006 8:02:34 PM | you know your here
some time of year
its alway clear at the time
no need to remind you every day
the hour you are alowed to play
the restrictions on what you say may blow
still you know you have to go down that trail
telling tails of pails in jails you sail | |
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