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 charlyann
Joined: 7/19/2009
Msg: 776
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In a cell...of her own making
freedom's there but for the taking
your thoughts direct you where to go
it's up to you, don't you know?

you chose to hide or chose to live
you either take or else you give
it's always your decision friend
right from the start until the end
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 777
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Posted: 10/25/2010 2:52:05 PM
right from the start until the end
I just think we should mind our own biz
keeping up with anothers house
seems you forget what your lifes all about
clash forword find your nerve
go ahead give yourself something
you know don't deserve
the end will come so quickly
we won't even know it
better to love now and please try to show it
 shakeitupbaby2012
Joined: 8/12/2010
Msg: 778
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 10/26/2010 5:32:57 PM
what she did to pompeii
as well as Crete
nature is an impending force
and will always strike a balance

majestic in her awe
never disappointing-
circumspect in her rule
we're deceived that we're at the helm
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 779
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Posted: 10/27/2010 5:39:35 AM
(he he he he~ meow said the tigress IM BACK! Did any of ya miss me?
I sure did miss ya' all so I came back to post)

is the knife too deep?
for I do sit and weep
upon memories past
does nothing last?
replaced with the new
whats a girl to do?
I found some military azz
his hot bod SURE will pass
not on here long enough to post~
caught this bad boy chillin the most
took him home into his bed
(the details I'll leave unsaid)
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 780
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 10/28/2010 5:52:06 AM
enjoy the high that comes with the dare
dont jump in the pool if you really care,
some things is life happen to be free
I lust these the most that happens to me,
I find happiness where light rarely shines
among boredom in lifes daily grinds,
wreckless my inner child wants play
in the sunshine she has a fun day,
I grab onto these pieces as long as they last
knowing they are few from lessons past,
it really is all that simple to explain
my life will never ever be plain,
heres to ebracing chemistry and lust
I say go for it all~ Califonication or bust...
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 781
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 10/29/2010 2:43:01 PM
I say go for it all~ Californication or bust
freedom is too precious a dream
might as well ride while you think its real
nothing is as it may seem
sketch a charcoal picture in black and white
when you crave it all in multicolor
life is what you choose to make it
even in a druken blunder
dare to reach for the stars even if they fall
they sure put up a fight
blazing in beauty flying through the dark blue
do what you think feels right
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 782
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Posted: 10/31/2010 11:50:19 PM
waiting for a bit less friction
here...a little squirt
looking up, or should it be around
there is nothing equal
to a time when each suspect
travelled incognito
absolved by their youth.
What twisted , what turned?
What spoiled one, every life?
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
Msg: 783
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Posted: 11/1/2010 1:20:00 PM
in a place where the dark is rife
the glint of steel will reveal
scars scabbed over on a hard hard life
and a polygraph to tell what's real
chair back broke gotta smoke outside
the gunner's a runner for the mob
well you can run but fewer can hide
skewered like a shish-kabob
 Not_Again
Joined: 10/28/2010
Msg: 784
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Posted: 11/1/2010 6:38:52 PM
where there are no seeds to sow
is where I should be
a vacuum, an abyss
a place like this
nothingness abounds
a virgin space
where blackness rules
a chance to start again
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 785
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Posted: 11/2/2010 10:40:30 PM
arrested in our silent region
here in my breastbone
or under, or is it over?
Is a serene, silent, quiet place.
Holding what I need.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 786
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Posted: 11/4/2010 4:47:07 PM
For that matter, that didn't matter
that turned out to be the bigest matter
Like this til dawn, then life continues
morning will begin, still more mourning
until at last it doesn't matter, then its rekindled
then it doesn't matter, then we start the yearning
then it begins again, were like a spindle
because it doesn't matter, but were still not learning
all because it didn't matter
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 787
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Posted: 11/5/2010 1:24:34 PM
to require a team effort
sounds like a leadership course
problem is I dont follow
the music in my mind varies
too diverse to even lead sometime
rich like cherry cheese cake
or special dark chocolate
too much too fast too bad too late
dont say you were not fore warned
complexity and contradiction
are terms I wear well before dinner
but like a designer evening dress
its thrown onto the bedroom floor
reminding me I am human
and look great in what ever
even my faded tattoos from youth
wrinkled by times hands
that still caresses my soul kindly
making me feel like a Queen
in artificial illumination
courtesy of some corporation
lighting the way
 Not_Again
Joined: 10/28/2010
Msg: 788
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Posted: 11/7/2010 5:47:09 AM
turn our daily air into an epic hunt
for those vital things to sustain
life, as we know it
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 789
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Posted: 11/7/2010 2:44:28 PM
beholden an memorable metaphor
that says I was in love, that I took the dive
but couldnt stay afloat no longer alive
I thought she or he was the one
but they didn't live up to my expectations
they didn't fit the bill my mind had created
now were stuck alone
never did so much as talk on the phone
the metaphor drummed up in your head
lives on
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 790
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Posted: 11/7/2010 3:43:51 PM
...lives on in the hearts of those that choose to allow it~
is a love that still ligers stronger than any tonic ever might,
filling my brain breath body soul spirit sight nose touch
like nothing ever has nor ever possibly will ever again,
I still taste the elixir deep down inside my throat forever
choking me when I least remember it is there to remind me,
that all in life is merely a gift of timing when we stop long enough
to take that chance without fear expectations and only desire,
drink freely from this cup for it is not offered but for a moment
for it will too can gone in the blink of an eye~
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 791
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Posted: 11/7/2010 7:31:07 PM
(for it will too can be gone in the blink of an eye..)
Lovely old lady, nobody takes you seriously...
your sex appeal ended..at some ridiculous age.
I am a young spring chicken lost in a dream
until you speak...cut me down like grass.
execute any willing, noble thought.
Cannot be...will be.
Lovely old lady never left me.
Words have a power, have a magic...
a sword could never cleave.
nor erase, nor cease. Are your waiting?
Let us join in that moment you gave me.
 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
Msg: 792
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Posted: 11/7/2010 8:21:39 PM
Let us join in that moment you gave me
Metaphors of life
Spirit inside spirit
The clock ticks
Inside what was youth
And now golden splendour
Swirling leaves in the sunshine
Vibrant lives well lived
We cherish those who brought us here
As we sat in their pockets
And nibbled on experience
Dance with me
I want to be a part of the fire as it burns
definining age.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 793
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Posted: 11/8/2010 4:27:46 PM
for it's something worth holding onto at base
really? you mean? don't toss it turn it and fling it around
if it were to be held you would hold on tightly
tell it you loved it and bathe with it nightly
sounds a little mushy I think
warm, happy and safe the space in my heart
where you were placed
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 794
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Posted: 11/9/2010 10:41:20 PM
to my requistion of esprit de corps
which I understood as that blot
of stuff on that new shirt.
God.
So I learned that attaching to something
never matched anything...resembling
why life is short, not often sweet.
Until my eyes found a little bit of sunshine
following this child, whose hair held
all the miracles to my deliverance
from a big sticky point. Upon
the wave of the ocean I wanted to sail.
I, indeed went away.
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 795
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 11/10/2010 5:55:59 AM
elements of emotion
in all my molecules
play hide and seek beneath my skin and dance like april fools

trouble with geometry
lines across a plane
intersect trajectories and never meet again

arithmetic is easier
one and one are two
any one can add another
any other one will do
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 796
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Posted: 11/10/2010 8:30:22 AM
any other one will do but it is you that I crave
in open desire to ignite passions first explosion
set me on fire I plead with cupids arrow in hand
and a spell cast by the wizards of forgotten places
run with me through the forrests of old stories
and remove thy sword from your very own heart
roar ontop the finest pure white steed of steel and chrome
carrying me to your place of throne
if but in a dream
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 11/10/2010 2:45:08 PM
but in a dream
I went from biggest to smallest
shortest to tallest, poorest to richest
from hated to loved, the greast concept above
I woke up and life still sucked
then I found me in closet one day
told myself throw caution to wind
in myself I was totally amazed
then I knew I had greatness within (I knew nobody but jesus could scold me)
I felt great and love inside
because of some feeling I had no longer to hide
the smallness within me grew to quite a size
from that moment on I discovered I was alive
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 10/23/2010
Msg: 798
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Posted: 11/11/2010 10:07:20 AM
without repagination
how may I turn over a new leaf?
I seek the flip side so let me see
there really is another song
to be played on the other side
and coins are just as well spent
telling both tales and heads
so why then do I find such peace
and happiness in simple things?
cause I take the time
to listen...
 Kranck
Joined: 11/30/2009
Msg: 799
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Posted: 11/11/2010 10:41:51 PM
all ears
alert
attuned
aroused
breathless
stillness
between
heartbeats
I hear
the blood
runnin’
my brain
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 11/12/2010 10:50:47 AM
to lead to poetic linking
mostly done, when minds fully thinking
of the good and of the bad
something that i felt needed said
its was on my heart, so I put it on paper
knowing fully I'd try to make laughter
if it isn't written it didn't happen
got to make fun of the life i'm trapped in
for why can't i be somebody else, clever
despite the hard ways, I'd leave me never (OK maybe I am
exageratting this a bit ha ha )
But stick with me child the sin knows no end
and everything will have a flavorable blend
the good will be twice the bad, with laughter
I'll have love and happiness and peace thereafter
the times it hurt, won't hurt quite as much
and I'll surrender freely to my loves dear touch
love so deep and passion so hidden
but everyone knows, who listens
the vessel will keep sailing when the winds at hand
there be peace in whatever situation I land
solitude, jail, or the presidential house
fighting for victims or victim myself
everybody has there turn on the shelf
thinking in terms of poetic thinking
don't link yourself up to that tragic ending

Its my B day, Its my B day Hey another gray hair.
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