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 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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accuse me, I won't break but might bend
though I'll explain and justify without end
you'll have to really convince me I'm wrong
before I'll give up and just go along
I'm sticking fast to the way that I am
Lucky for me you can laugh at my inner flimflam
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1202
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Posted: 12/12/2010 9:15:23 PM
Lucky for me you can laugh at my inner flimflam
and ignore most of everything
because you know you depend
on me for the same regard.
Is this a trade-off?
Or the meaning of love...forgive me
I am ready to forgive you.
Love has a way of removing
any flim-flam, any soot, any weariness
with this temporal world.
Can I ever know?
Why we love?
Because we are targets
for what we chose.
Yes, I love you.
Ignore your faults.
Then...turn the love
into a symphony for where we live.
 manyhorseswoman
Joined: 4/2/2010
Msg: 1203
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Posted: 12/12/2010 9:59:15 PM
Then...turn the love
into a symphony for where we live
longing well past our need to forgive,
love thy neighbor but don't get caught
in the soap operic attitudes where wars get fought
over past presentations in years gone past
where average people never do last
mediocrity and lies left lying
on the stage of life where love lay dying
where were we when we last forgot?
forgive us for all, and all we have not..
we tried to be truthful and all went wrong
so toast us a cheer and sing us a song..
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1204
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Posted: 12/12/2010 10:14:36 PM
so toast us a cheer and sing us a song...
while you sing, elaborate on why
evil has a way of not only turning neighbours
into warriors, then a silent, ugly silence
notifying every wrong , at some visible distance
wrong was, is an evil that never worshipped
anywhere but darkness. You do not love evil.
Never do you ever mistake a breathe of life
for something hardly spoken, only acted.
Life is not criminal, life is mistaken
sometimes, often for the sorry state
of forsaken hearts, minds..where were their souls?
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1205
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Posted: 12/12/2010 10:20:34 PM
of forsaken hearts, minds... where were their souls?
Intertwined in a logical manner
on a plane somewhere
beyond what we can see
feeling time for you and me
as it slips into a forbidden episode
lust, trust, misfired disgust... alleviated at once.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1206
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Posted: 12/12/2010 10:40:22 PM
lust, trust, misfired disgust...alleviated at once.
as I bent over a pool ignoring my life
my reflection informed me that.
Nothing is easy. Nor will it ever be.
And this was truth. You will know
when the tongue is split into a valley
of darkness, light. You will know when
you crossed into darkness. Yes, carry me over
and help me stop myself...I reckon
I knew every misstep, I knew the exact moment
all stopped due to negligence ...I own
every sting, every arrow I fired into
a beauty I could not hold.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/13/2010 4:44:54 PM
a beauty I could not hold
a trust I could not uphold
can't stop for a minute
and give Auld Lang Syne
too much like right
he likes to fight
i won't participate
won't play the part
for I know whats in his heart
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 12/13/2010 4:57:42 PM
i know whats in his heart
i forget where i have been
the things i dont know are forgotten
i am up for lost ways done in sin

there is nobody left who knows nuthing
i forget the things that are is
i am up for forget the stuffing
i got no time to pay for the biz
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1209
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Posted: 12/13/2010 5:02:25 PM
for I know what's in his heart
as he follows the pathways to the dark
refusing the light
I transform my foolish pride
into strong walls
brick by brick
they stand taller
than any of his
lies...
It's fine... just remove the jack from the box
let me go one with my Goldilocks
of an existence
I won't even miss your sickly passionate kiss
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1210
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Posted: 12/13/2010 5:03:50 PM
I got no time to pay for the biz
I wrote some lines but ended up piss
poor late
as usual
I am the ****ing steeple
of fashionably late entrances
that make men produce beads of
intoxicating sweat just over the lip
dying to kiss
the thing that he'll always miss
and I purposely look the other way
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 1211
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Posted: 12/13/2010 5:33:36 PM
the thing that he'll always miss
sometimes I think they just do get it
going out , coming in
as if it can begin again
lt hasn't happened and never will

to return two weeks after
I got the biggest laugh
when he said Bill, I said Blain
he said Phil, I said I thought you're Wayne

we didn't kiss we didn't scuffle
I think he thinks he got me double
why the fight, is the dance
all across this **ck up land
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1212
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Posted: 12/13/2010 6:04:58 PM
all across this **** up land
I know another boy who wants to hold my hand
or both of them
maybe behind my back
pressing down hard
and wondering about
some hidden treasure
he has buried deep within'
I will pull it out with my teeth...
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/13/2010 6:31:24 PM
I will pull it out with my teeth...
wondering who will get the grief
or better yet, Is it for relief?
have me committed
yeah I lost my mind
with sincerity I do submit
that I don't really give a shit
That what he said, but didn't mean
just think he wanted to take an extreme
later on he came clean
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1214
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Posted: 12/13/2010 6:34:14 PM
later on he came clean
revealed to me
that all along his poems
were meant for someone new
someone else
yet another
I'll never be
the mother
of his children
not that I would want such a thing
to happen
but inside
I always figured it would pan out...
never has my heart left me with such doubt
and I study Spanish, while dreaming of his tongue
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1215
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Posted: 12/14/2010 5:58:28 AM
And instead used chocolate for my kicks
green chocolate is the only thing these lips
touch as of late
I want to go on a date
with him
I want to sit and watch a body of water
listen to him tell me about his love for his daughter
we can sip hot tea
laced with bourbon
actually, he doesn't drink
but that won't stop me from slurping
it down
he frowns
because I drink too much
but it's been far too long since I've felt the touch
of anything...
diamond rings are not really necessary
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1216
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Posted: 12/14/2010 1:49:16 PM
hopeless bond, till thy love set us free
Whatever in the world would you ask of me?
Can I take your hand and travel through time
are you some sort of genie that can give me what's mine?
My neck hurts
I have somersaulted and stretched
trying to reach some sort of conclusion in my life
and nothing makes sense
Tell me, my love, what must I do
to break this spell I have over you?
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/14/2010 2:28:17 PM
to break this spell I have over you
tell me please cause I haven't got a clue
what will erase the times we had
all I can think of is... it wasn't half bad
but then again you know for sure
that it's his kindness, that endures
that spell I think I have on he
is one that he really has on me

Love and Kisses. Life is good, and people are crazy!
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1218
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Posted: 12/14/2010 8:35:18 PM
is one that he really has on me...
truth is harder than illusion.
Never thee mind, when you go on
bring a piece of elemental forgiveness.
My fine young man...your body
held the world. I received a valuable lesson.
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1219
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Posted: 12/16/2010 6:00:19 AM
He was heading for a fall
I fear the hounds are at his door
I will love him forever more
from the shadows, crying, no doubt enslaved
to another's ring...
oh, love is such a perilous string
tight rope
balance you stupid ****!
don't cry, don't flinch!
No feelings allowed, be as a robot
lay there with him possessing your entirety
feel not...

this is just another guy
who has come to have his way
just like all the others
he shan't be here to stay
he'll blow away
as the leaves in the fall
and like the burgeoning section of tattered fence-line
that always seems to accumulate an inexhaustible pile of leaves, copperheads, wolf spiders...
your heart will remain bound by his memory
and the crazy thing is
the only thing I can see
is the beauty of the tragedy...
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/16/2010 12:19:31 PM
is the beauty of the tragedy..
that he still pretends to love me
pretending he'll be at my side
live together without the lies
like glue to one another
it lasted for a summer
then the truth came out
bout his marriage and small house
he turned out to be such a louse
oh well it's just a dream
bout marraige and things that mean
more to me than anything
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1221
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Posted: 12/16/2010 6:16:36 PM
things that mean more to me than anything
like my son and his diet
My car running quiet
good tires for the snow
presents all aglow
My momma doesn't know
I can barely afford a bow
but I know just what to get her
Jeane Nate... ever heard of it?
Yellow bottle, from the sixties, hard to find these days
her eyes light up because she's too broke to buy
even a little 15 dollar bottle of parfum de cologne
and I'll hook it up fat, with the powder too...
have Wyatt make her something cool
and decoupage a bowl
with images of mothers
that give their whole lives
just so their daughter
can bloom and grow
she taught me to love snow
and always have good tires...
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1222
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Posted: 12/16/2010 10:54:28 PM
(and always have good tires...)
what a lovely testament to your mother.
Each mother that is like yours
gives a measure of strength
a long history of understanding how to survive.
Celebrate good, loving mothers.
A gift.
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1223
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Posted: 12/16/2010 11:11:07 PM
A gift
I miss her
can't wait to get home
and walk the hills
see my old pathways
deer walk by
it's so nice and quiet
that sky
that turns above you
like a compass to my heart
down in a holler
Where good memories get their start...
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/17/2010 8:51:30 AM
Where good memories get their start..
right from a loving heart
what to get a mom, who's done so much for me
forever nuturing, sometimes overly
nothing would ever be enough
times she comforts me when life is rough
no monetary value can complete
no compensation could compete
other than to do her wishes
like honey please do your dishes,
pay your bills on time,
I don't need one thin dime
shopping for a heart so big
who would never take a swig
neither take a smoke
who still laughs at fathes stale jokes
and tells us don't be crude
although he's kind of rude
at times he a blast,
until you make him mad
pretend it's Christmas everyday
that what she used to say
and in her heart, I know she means
Don't change for one day
as if it would seem
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 12/1/2010
Msg: 1225
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Posted: 12/17/2010 12:17:32 PM
Don't change for one day as if it would seem
don't change for anyone
just bust at the seams
constantly
live your life hurried and disorganized
stay obsessed over a married guy
drink cheap liquor and then try to forget
the awful headache every morning you wake up with
more lies
more tries
at nothing
**** a ring
I'd rather just not look at the final score
I know in my heart forever more
that you will remain, til the end of my days
and I wonder where we'll be, my love?
Where will we be
as our hearts ache and remember
will I actually ever
get elected?
Will you be smiling at me with a metal plate in your head
tube down your throat
some ridiculously plastic-coated Barbie
wiping your spit from a collar
stained with my lipstick
from so many nights ago
and that stupid **** doesn't even know
why you wear it
****ing shit
get out of that wheelchair
and come let me braid your hair
I want to do it no other way...



...(imagination ran wild)...
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