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 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 651
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I had to learn to be strong,
not like drink nor iron,
but from within my self,
finding courage to see me,
just like I am today,
not in the mirror,
but how I am veiwed,
by others in their minds,
in their hearts,
in their souls,
that is who I am
and how I will
be remembered
when I am gone.
What will you be
remembered for?
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 652
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/10/2010 7:31:08 AM
missing you every day,
I sit in my grief alone.
You are really gone to stay
still I wait by the telephone (yeah, yeah it's outdated)
Promises you made by night
gone with the rising sun
What I 'd do to cause your flight?
I thought I was The One
It's funny how I never knew
the lying part inside
You swore I was "It" for you
got on your knees and cried.
I know now this too shall pass
and I'll be fine tomorrow
I hope you find yourself a lass
who teaches you of sorrow.
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 653
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/10/2010 8:14:18 AM
Who has the right to teach sorrow
isn't there always another tomorrow
sitting on the fence of morality
knowing in my soul that he truly does love me
a little
courtly love, such as in the time of Shakespeare
we have probed each others' minds to the point of...
insane occurrences, peeking over my shoulder
aching to catch a glimpse
of his face in my rear-view mirror
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 654
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/10/2010 2:38:21 PM
his face in my rear-view mirror
a smirk leaves me cold with terror
I step on the pedal and add to my lead
please let me survive, to the heavens I plead
He's on to me now, more's the chase
I can't go home to my safe place
I dart through the alleys and rage in the night
praying for a safe and quick end to my flight
I get one more block and it's done
It looks like I've finally won
I can breathe once again and let go
The dummy's run out of gas dontcha know!
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 655
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/11/2010 11:12:11 AM
Find your wings & soar carefree through the night
Dare to take on adventures that others only might
Don't ever stop trying until you get it just right
Say no to doubt and to hesitance and fright.
Wind in your face and the clouds at your back
Onward and upward - you're on the right track
No help is needed because you have the knack.
There's no stopping you now, there is nothing you lack.
Float for a moment and see where it all goes
How much time we are given, well, nobody knows.
You're feeling euphoric, it certainly shows
Love pours out around you, like a river it flows.
 Confident-Realist
Joined: 2/8/2004
Msg: 656
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/11/2010 1:34:07 PM
with a word too many to the hospital he goes
his 4-hour erection couldn't be solved by his girlfriend who blows
his pee-pee was always limp as worm
lacking the ability to make his girlfriend sexually squirm
when he grabbed his viagra he thought with glee
I can finally make my manhood do more than just pee
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 657
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/12/2010 8:42:09 AM
it may go away if you dont feed it
or maybe just give a tug and weed it
if it looks too dead you can always seed it
So many ways to keep it alive.
You can cover the whole thing in gloss
or you can stick it in the ground and grow moss
when you're done feeding it don't forget to floss!
So many ways to allow it to thrive
put a bag on its head for preserving
don't you think the little guy is deserving?
I guess if you're an aging man it's unnerving
So many ways to put it in drive
There are spirits and potions and cold creams
to help it become the pride of all your dreams
make your partner erupt into many long screams
So many ways to put it inside...
 Confident-Realist
Joined: 2/8/2004
Msg: 658
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/12/2010 12:31:44 PM
So many ways to put it inside...
But without my viagra, I will fail to do so as a guy

The 4-hour erection is a temporary solution of mine,
But the hospital getting rid of it hurts more than a shot in the spine

I tried to solve it by beating it down,
But it would only keep Mr Happy at full staff, with an inflamed crown

I tried leeches to suck it dry,
But it felt more arousing than my girlfriend, I'm not going to lie...
 Inicia
Joined: 12/21/2007
Msg: 659
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/12/2010 7:08:19 PM
But it felt more arousing than my girlfriend, I'm not going to lie.
for they sit on a penis that is smaller than a needle with an eye
Leeches are by far a better companion for such a small prick
Than any real woman would do as even a friendly sidekick
truth be told doesn't help to be so bold and drop a dime
Yet I do wish she would come back to me...never mind that
I am slime~Lusting after leeches all the time.....
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 660
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/12/2010 8:54:51 PM
I am slime~Lusting after leeches all the time....
I, do not believe you.
I do not believe any penis story
I only believe cedar trees
men and women are adjuncts
to what should have been an almighty glory.
 charlyann
Joined: 7/19/2009
Msg: 661
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/13/2010 11:42:43 AM
to what should have been an almighty glory
I hope you don't mean the bible story
noah hoists elephants onto a boat
unicorns croak cause the f**kers can't float

burning bushes and talking snakes
parting seas for goodness sakes
grilled cheese sandwiches and weeping walls
god hates homos, cut off their balls

it scares me sh**less so many swayed
the hate, the damage, the price we've paid
jesus and martians and a pearly gate
judgment and lunacy ignorance and hate

it goes against science there's no proof at all
it's unfair and unjust that we all take the fall
religion has given us a horrific ride
but what can you do, they've got god on their side
 WJ111
Joined: 12/6/2009
Msg: 662
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/13/2010 9:27:49 PM
Lets forget so
lest we remember
A fair tuesday morning
Second one that September

Not a cloud in the sky
that fair Tuesday morning
Mothers and fathers and somebody's son
Up in that building, with nowhere to run

We poets, we tend in our aloof way
a philosophical view in all that we say
When faced with a choice of the fire or the fall
The question is really not abstract at all

When you come to that time
with your back to the wall
You mothers you fathers and somebody's sons
When it's you in that building with nowhere to run
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 663
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/14/2010 6:06:51 AM
Relieved that those nightmares of Hell are not what you're facing
Instead a green meadow filled with Iron Weeds and Goldenrod
Blowing on the breeze, a cool drink of water walks into my path
I drink his cup and smile in the delight of sunny patches
The last rays of summer dance on our skin
kissing and laughing like two long, lost friends
He was scared at first and didn't know he could trust
me
but you see
I'd give up anything for him, including my pride
probably why he cringes inside when My name crosses his lips
still I know he's craving a trip to the sunny patch in the woods
where the Iron Weeds, Goldenrod, and our undying love once stood...
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 664
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/14/2010 8:21:39 AM
Where the Iron Weeds, Goldenrod, and our undying love once stood
they took away nature and built a mall in the neighborhood.
Why did they have to bring the best of beauty to its knees?
What was free to all replaced by concrete blocks with entry fees.
Oh sure, I have my memories to comfort me on many a sad, sad day
But I wish just once that modern times did not get its way.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 665
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Posted: 9/14/2010 1:17:10 PM
but I wish just once that modern times did not get its way
that we would retreat to back in the day
back in the day, when a loaf was a few pennies
and mom and pop had few worries cause they
didn't date many
back in the times that is... after slavery
but then again there was a need for a navy
back in the days you could go to park
and not be worried about getting jacked
or getting thrown out after dark
when guns were less prevalent
no one shot in the streets, all seemed benovolent
lest they were actually shooting a robber
not hi jacking a plane, all in memory
or for the sake of some stupid claim
the blood and messiness of the building
and all the hearts that are torn apart
from stupid terrorist who decides to hurt others
lest he forgot he too have a father, sister, and mother
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 666
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/14/2010 9:09:42 PM
back home
with a thousand days, ten thousand hearts
was it more? was it less?
Define Vietnam.
Excruciating bad pain
nothing accomplished.
Gained? Zip.
A hard lesson in knowing one's limits.

On the other hand define ...Nazis
a second world war that removed vast
amounts of uncles, aunts, mothers, fathers. sons
terrified daughters....still a pain runs its volatile current
through the left hearts. I would combat.
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 667
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 3:43:32 PM
Where money & cheap sex is worshipped to a standing ovation
I walk the streets with my head hung low
Can't decide if I should enter and make therein a fair donation
Or ignore them all and keep my wits in tow
They offer escape from the circle of my inner thoughts
I need to be rid of this contant yearning
Let me go worship at their altar before my nerve rots
Perhaps I will be the one who is learning
I am too quick to judge the ones who enter with wallets open
Maybe they have the right idea and it's I who errs
For all I know they would even gladly welcome the sainted Pope in
We treat them as outcasts but they look at us and say "Who cares?"
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 668
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Posted: 9/16/2010 3:54:44 PM
We treat them as outcasts but they look at us and say "who cares?"
must not be important in his eyes, his eyes of a cold cold stare
and every time I speak to him, and him to me
I feel we in two foriegn lands, no closer could we be
his closeness yet distance is tearing us apart
how come we can't have common ground, and think alike
yet everytime I speak to him or he to me , we end up in a fight
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 669
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 4:59:38 PM
yet everytime I speak to him or he to me, we end up in a fight
Obvious to everyone but us that something isn't right
I allowed a muse to mess with my mind
the sad thing is, he was just killing time

As the end draws near
why is it I fear
a demon in the night
when I've already allowed one inside...
my head
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 670
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 6:16:14 PM
my head
was a peaceful place
my bed
a ship I sailed alone

but now
I'm laid to waste from
too much coffee after midnight
too much coffee after midnight
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 671
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 6:18:46 PM
too much coffee after midnight
sets a body to rockin'
just right
if I had someone to share this "tragic loneliness" with
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 672
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 6:27:00 PM
if I had someone to share this "tragic loneliness" with
if I had someone for this next dance
if I had someone to dosey-do
yeah babe, if I had someone

if I had someone for the lonely night
this time baby I’d do it right
if I had someone to coochie-coo
damn rights baby it’d be you



(bye-bye baby bye-bye)
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 673
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 6:36:32 PM
damn rights baby it'd be you
so why don't you reveal your true self
why must these games continue
don't you know I'm going through hell

To tell you the truth
I really don't need
a man as crazy as him
put an end to that seed...
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 674
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/16/2010 11:01:37 PM
Lost in the haze of the heartbeat
was a cup placed upon a shelf,
filled with the promise of a better tomorrow
I took a drink till there was nothing left..

Years and years seemed like seconds
as my happiness had just begun,
a bitter sweet taste of reflection
was the taste felt upon the tongue...?

a crazy scene from an insane game
round and around with continual play,
and even up to this very day,
I swear that taste was real....

Lost in the haze of the heartbeat
those memories yet still remain,
a forgotten past no longer enslaved
from the poison filled liquid buzz.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 675
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Posted: 9/18/2010 9:13:40 AM
Like a dove in flight endlessly
with no place to safe enough to land
over mountainhills, water, and sand
so in great strengh, with courage, heart, stout
forever flying, keep passing by, loneheart throughout
with no significant other, no one to smoother
my love in excess creams, spills about sours dies
could it be that I need to land and try
not well enough to take the struggle
it's easier to just fly by, forgetting lovebirds cuddle
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