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 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 676
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i wouldnt talk
if I were you
I’d keep a corner of my soul tilled bare
In case a kernal of humility fell there

I wouldn’t even raise my head
I’d let others speak instead
He was just a child who held
the fire my heart sleeps in
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 677
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2010 2:06:43 PM
the fire my heart sleeps in
will be rekinndled
if we practice and take
our time. Tell me dear
what was the fight for
to make me travel all
the way to fight
when together in love
should be the purpose
for flight.
Relatives there,
so hotels no problem
But tell me again cause I
don't understand
at first you crucify then
your a friend
Is this the ambush you
were planning for
or hopes that you'll
make a good score
I know you know
that I'm poor,
don't have money
just love galore
I'll support you if I
like the cause, if you promise
to love my dirty draws
ok you say that's asking
too much, but I say baby
what the duck
You pretend when you want
not to know my name
but all and all, i'll still be the
same, rich or poor, so
say what you like
cause i know you've told
me to take a hike
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 678
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2010 5:48:58 PM
next time I'll clean off the plates
and save the thrift store putt-putt
on my counter-top
the task of chewing through the fish-bones
like me it’s less than stout of heart
and not made for family duty
just a temporary hook-up
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 679
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2010 6:23:08 PM
just a temporary hook up
why did I even look up
his picture
this fixture
imprinted on the computerized version
of my heart

I see it floating in front of me
blackened, dirty
covered in fake snow
can't even afford to go north for the real thing
this is what I am
Every word he spoke still rings in my mind
he didn't even speak them
they were just electricity through a screen
sped up electrons
emitting childhood dreams
and fantasies
**** I really need

To stop worrying over something
that I can never have
stop throwing good love away
on boys that are obviously bad...

However, only time will tell
free myself from the hell
of hornyness
with a kiss
from the devil's pipe.
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 680
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2010 6:39:05 PM
With a kiss from the devil's pipe
She flew to some supposed shore
With a suck from a witches tit
He grew til he couldn’t get out the door

One far away, one couldn’t get away
One had to go, one had to stay
With a devil’s pipe and a witches tit
They couldn’t dance no more
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 681
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/19/2010 6:41:11 PM
They couldn't dance no more
scared to walk through the door
of reality
and insanity

Puh! Who needs em?
I'm gonna go talk to a fairy
ask her if she dares me
To fly to the moon tonight?
 teeantee
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 682
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Posted: 9/19/2010 7:09:00 PM
To fly to the moon tonight?
Sultry silent pixies invite
Sacred whisper fairy things
Fleeting hummingbird wings

Gardens darted about care
Seldom flight noticed there
Gathering simple floor danced
Forest gathered Pixies entranced
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 683
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Posted: 9/21/2010 3:11:39 PM
ready to endow and be unforgiven
christ let me go, I want to stop livin'
the things he says they break my heart
I wish he knew his heart was so hard
but i am not myself, not totally healled
they say it was something through codependency
its more than reefer that's got him ****ed up
its the thought of missing out on this sweet love
guess I'm a sinner thats trying to change
move over baby so I can get in your lane
talk about your beast of burden
before you met me it was curtains
looking from the outside you'll never totally see
what your missing inside me
love to take up a fight,
love to be at your side tonight
but i must remain and do some chores
I just love mowin the great outdoors
so write me sometime and send me your number
stead of being cold, cold like a cucumber
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 684
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Posted: 9/22/2010 4:47:31 AM
is up for fulfilling his role
of trying to reach his goal
to open and share his soul
it not for the puppeteer's toll

where once he was vibrant and free
now holding strings we can hardly see
except when he tries to escape from the lies
of living life large yet invisibly
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 685
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/22/2010 6:49:41 AM
to you and to me I won't lie
of all our promises small and monumental
this may lead us to the silence
you and I

and in the other find unfolding
a universe of quiet wonder
and in each other find
our deepest solitude
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
Msg: 686
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Posted: 9/22/2010 9:19:27 AM
your heart beat akin to the warm life in my vein
where does it go are we both insane
a book full of prose by any other name
should be left on the shelf unread

the will of one that burns like the sun
whose rays reflect from shear ice frozen
fun while it lasts but what good is fun
for a head frothing over with dread
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 687
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Posted: 9/22/2010 2:47:19 PM
love hasn't killed me yet
hope to go with much respect
like a butterfly ease slowly out
next season again flyin' about
but have you ever seen any fly
with a heart
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 688
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Posted: 9/23/2010 10:07:32 AM
Our worth rests & looms in clamorous dreams of Clio
Who my pen and brush inspire
Move my hands on lute and lyre
voice to sing and feet to dance

may I please you with my thirst
for your sacred springs to burst
and if I fail to win your daughter then by grace
may I bring laughter
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 689
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/23/2010 10:27:13 AM
may I bring laughter
to that sacred place
you felt when things were safe

If you can remember such a moment
let it calm you
just writing you relaxes me
my darling muse
I need to see

Jesus didn't listen to the off-pitches
only heard the true sound
listened to those who were always misunderstood
never heard
otherwise
That's what the preacher man said today
after I sang in the choir
wishing you could be there
to laugh at me
as I forget the words and smile through...

(always lost and forever missing you)
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 690
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Posted: 9/23/2010 1:28:15 PM
I won't dwell on the question of fair.
But that I should have my arms and legs
A warm dry bed and food
A roof over my head

That seems a miracle of chance to me
That I should even have a life
And breath and eyes to see
This particular world in all her beauty
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 691
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Posted: 9/23/2010 3:44:03 PM
she might just torn us with he rage
like the songbird singing in the cage
like you slowly riding by
encompassing it all
but minor thoughts too small
hasn't firgured out why they're singing
perhaps it got away from the cat
just escaped the rat
perhaps its just happy to be there
sharing overlooking whats overbearing
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 692
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/23/2010 6:41:00 PM
Sharing overlooking what's overbearing
joy of life is free from price
for laughter now is all I'm asking
passionatly living in the give and take

today is truly all we have
nothing ventured nothing gained
so I will spend my time not asking
for such questions are mine to make
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 693
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Posted: 9/23/2010 6:52:27 PM
Yet sometimes I am still wrong
now I know where I belong
failure is success turned inside out
I know my flaws without a doubt

Here I stand on my on land
thankful for such diverse friends
my heart now smiles where once it frowned
from the bottom to the top were still found
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 694
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Posted: 9/23/2010 10:10:11 PM
to know we are equal from the day we begin
that I hold your happiness as my own
that we begin as we intend to go
but it frightens me you know

no row of ribbons here
I come with broken hands
I wouldn’t ask, but
you know you take a chance
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 695
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/24/2010 4:13:14 AM
the blue pill will see you burning like tinder sticks
I remember one night
when I was nineteen
trying to be 'cool' in front of some "big guy"
Took two reds, and a blue...
stayed up all night talking to you
and didn't even know who you were at the time

I kept having these strange sensations boiling up through
couldn't slow down
I thought I was gonna die....
but I didn't
and I'm here
I quit smoking today
will you come nibble my ear?
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 696
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Posted: 9/25/2010 11:49:46 AM
Purposless in their infinity
yet meaningful in their integrity
but the knife blade will not lie
when the dried blood is all that's left
from the madness we often curse ourself
but the handle we hold is our choosing
and if we play cut throat for some amusing
we shall surely be half dead all along the way
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 697
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Posted: 9/25/2010 12:09:58 PM
we shall surely be half dead all along the way
but half dead is surely half alive
if I may freshen that half full glass
(lest I come back as a rusty nail)

pleasure is their purpose
life for life itself
art for art
quest for quest
songs for singing
and all the rest
til on a mourning hill
I am food for flowers
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 698
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Posted: 9/25/2010 12:30:47 PM
I am food for flowers
that feed off the mountian air,
I am the glass of life that is always half-full- -
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 699
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Posted: 9/25/2010 2:27:25 PM
enjoy the harvest with relish
as so with friends and life
don't pass it up take a full dip
try not make others trip
try a nibble of the ear,
a hug to someone dear
whatever you do,
don't go through the motion
if you feel there no emotion
like a lip syncher
fulfuilling a promises
thats my heart beating
its not the drummer
your slyness awakens me
just some of us would rather be
taken from front and not behind
love us for heart, soul and mind
too cruel to be kind
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 700
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Posted: 9/25/2010 2:58:54 PM
no worries, just keep juices flowing

hot pepper mojo and some things all my own
you know how I like to sing my own sweet song
sometimes bitter, sometimes bright,
this one you might not like tonight
but its my favorite and I 'm singing it
it's your ears, you don't have to listen, quit
go away your not in prison
a touch, a feel, you should be kissing
cept you find there a whole lot missin'
can't give it all to you though i want to badly
two ships in the night that passed each other quietly
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