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 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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dismiss the insanity of 'sex sells'
& the money is everything' games
muting the star spangled banner
in favor of rock and roll
sung by lip synching idiots
who have never touched
an instrument
hailed by the television
as the networks last gleaming
of the reality of things that never happen
as mom kicked off her slippers
and disappeared into her room
writing letters to santa in the cold
all i want is a fleece pullover
and some understanding of
what my father told me
standing on my neck
telling me to shut up
simply for saying
its all wrong
 Inicia
Joined: 12/21/2007
Msg: 1227
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Posted: 12/18/2010 2:58:56 PM
"its all wrong"
comes the shout
what's it all about?
Is that your song
or my tune?
is any one listening?
the moon
bright and glistening
And sounds of night
rang pure and quiet
and that one lone
call belted out
It was heard
By someone deaf
to beauty
sung by all
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/19/2010 1:30:57 PM
sung by all, so fleetingly
as we hurry never missing a beat
to in a hurry to smell the roses
every word to you imposes
barely enough time to speak
even less to care, its the freak
I know you have a heart
and in fact I know its large
if you understand a childs needs
and the practice of no greed
to believe in Santa and not God
sounds like faith misplaced
sermon for today because no wonder
this poor world has gone asunder
all I want you to do is have a little
faith, more in God than the human race
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/20/2010 4:33:42 PM
Is the madness of the hidden under cover
there right next to my lover
or could be one in the same
but for now we pretend to call no name
when mets and were all ruined
boy I believe I'll be spewing
missed the chariot because I caught a ride
who knew the damn devil was inside
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/22/2010 3:39:53 PM
really lost & given over to the liar as time will tell
this earth it might be for you and me ...swell
far less likely that you know,
one day that you succumb so low
dragging self on the internet undressed
try to find an inner best, or live this cativating quest
my gear is on for harlets that throw stones
if my saviour has gotten me thus this far alone
know you'd think the door's ajar
that distance will keep us apart
devil slides in she feels invited
look i shot again ... i'm excited
there must be more to your dumb life
we have forgiven looks despite
the picture was so plainly there
bet you thought someone cared
now surprised to see we don't
I know it still doesn't mean you won't
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 12/22/2010 4:15:09 PM
I know it still doesn't mean you won't
and i know it dont mean i dont want
but i hear things that scream dont
echo like a falling font

Im not surprised no one cares
we move backward by the day
if we die from forces beyond our control
if we choose to see it that way

we tried our best and never quit
we had no place to go
we sold what we had and played the bit
but little did we know


i knew that you would sell us out
the first chance that you had
i had this sense of what your about
then it all went bad

as the world we live on shrivels up and dies
we pretend its not our fault
there is no time to stop to hear the cries
dry tears shed over our lost gestalt
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 12/23/2010 9:55:49 AM
dry tears shed over our lost gestalt
filling creeks of dust
emptying into rivers of silt
creating lakes of dirt and oceans of sand
we can not stand on the watery shore
looking into the eternal void
an infinate sky
fire and brimstone all around us
only space to keep us alive
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1233
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Posted: 12/23/2010 7:31:22 PM
only space to keep us alive
good thing.
space is essential
to breathing.
space is the last I checked
worthy of my respect.
In space I absolutely floated
in Christmas.
Space freed me to say...
Merry Christmas to first liners, last liners
if you have lived, you have done more
to respect space...dance...celebrate.
Happy New year!
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 12/23/2010 11:32:21 PM
joy calls on love's true abundant nature
old friends reconnect with explosions
the lost have been with us all along
living their dreams and compulsions
who knew so many cared so deeply
their joy crackling now through the air
from mountain to mountain across all the miles
dance and celebrate, Happy New Year!
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 12/24/2010 9:17:45 AM
dance and celebrate, Happy New Year
while the will of the street grinds on
its good to be happy, square off and face fear
and question the things quite beyond

holiday season, grinding it out
i think ive done things that are good
i still have questions of what you think its about
this side of doing the things that we should

its the middle of winter, the gas tank is low
theres no lack of things i dont believe in
but i got this feeling i will reep as i sow
and cant waste time with the greavin

the world we live on needs some hope
my brother is about to die (actually he is scheduled to have heart surgery on monday)
i lost my urge to smoke dope
and not spread a lie

things aint good my aunt went mad
my brother facing the knife
there are ways of seeing that make me sad
but such are the ways of life

my minds made up. its about my daughter
thats where my focus lie
merry christmas annalina
be happy my daughter and please dont ask why
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 12/25/2010 7:27:15 AM
be happy my daughter and please dont ask why
there are tears in my eyes and blue in the sky
just salt to the earth in liquid form
and as for the blue that's just the norm
far be it from me to wish my opinion
will form the foundation of your dominion
my thoughts are old as the mold in my head
and you so fresh find your own instead
for the answers you seek don't peak in my mind
they are dated and fated to speaking unkind
for time is a seamstress whose thread goes bare
and weak as the whisps of my thinning grey hair
And I just a potter with a new bowl of clay
but you need to fill it your own special way
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 1237
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Posted: 12/27/2010 7:18:30 AM
you need to fill it your own special way
let it overflow not lest you lose precious drops
but secure the contents so they remain by your heart
with the knowing that at this moment the wondering stops.
Don't spread it around 'til the volume has run out
keep it all for yourself; that's your own special reward
The other must fill their own vessels with learning
they will find it inch by inch and then gain it yard by yard.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/27/2010 5:38:40 PM
they will find it inch by inch and then gain it yard by yard
we know some lessons are kinda hard
lessons of love, some of money, many of people
hurt the most above church and steeple
which will you find a higher regard for
is it love or do people that matter more
money will not return the love,
sometimes the people either
trust the love you have
found in other people
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 12/27/2010 7:17:53 PM
the love you have found
in other people
dont wait for DJ's
when hearts are feeble

when the world freaks
in tyrrany and
the theres nowhere
to get lost

except what we're up for
the things that are there are not
lined up for gaseous derisions
i am up for the things that may clot
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 1240
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Posted: 12/27/2010 10:14:27 PM
I am up for the things that may clot
like ice cream
a year old child's smile
the way the wind wisps, cools, humours
my always descent into nothing that matters
and what clotted the most
was my heart
struggling to understand
why nothing is greater than a singular beauty
e.g. when you last smiled....when was that?
Why is the fortune one is handed?
the last thing one remembers.
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 12/28/2010 6:18:17 AM
the last thing one remembers
was staring at the embers
where tongues of flame once blazed
before the past was raised
like peeing on hot coals
with transgressions all exposed
its time to bury the hatchet
my sternly faced Miss Ratchet
to nurse the wounds or cauterize
searing flesh with naked eyes
grab more kindling or grab a pail
is it time to sail or time to bail
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 12/28/2010 1:36:00 PM
is it time to sail or time to bail
hard to tell drinking all that ale
but astonishing enough
being here is a plus
kiss, lick, and spit at people
as long as you feel there not your equal
but the ale will dry up one day
then there debts to pay
making amends to all lost friends
and the ones you could have had
had you had not been so mad
 sinlov
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Posted: 12/29/2010 8:27:00 AM
had I not been so mad
around christmas sitting in chair
christmas I must remeber to heed
things everywhere
wondering if I was truely blest
to have these two men like boys
that want extravogant toys
the curse that I recieved
enough to make a mother grieve
refuse to sign onto a plan
suck it up now be a man
they want phones with internet
I said no, with some reget
but god was there and he was listening
less than 12 hrs away who needs the doctor
attitudes like this I did not proctor
something cheaper not a two year agreement
get some insurance and a ride, you have nothing to represent
puking 8 times knocked, the phone's in the tub
now tell me who needs back rub
guess I have to remember, these other time
when I was proud to call them mine
when i felt blessed God gave them to me
be thankful and grateful, must remember to heed
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 12/31/2010 2:37:46 PM
be thankful and grateful,
must remember to heed
gratitude's measured by action,
watch your deed
the things that we did
with the hand we were delt
is measured by how
we played it out,
and not how we felt

did you turn your suffering
into power?
did you do the things
that are right?
did you sell out
at the final hour?
or did you go down
with a fight?

to err is human,
I know I've done my share
living life on my own
I've done my best and dont care
and own the things that ive blown

the fiction is seemless, the friction exhausting
we can fight to the death or can heal
the cupcakes are baked, we are up for the frosting
wrapped in plastic for transit, whats the deal?

 sinlov
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Posted: 1/3/2011 11:30:00 AM
wrapped in plastic for transit, whats the deal
don't know where I 'll get my last meal
dirt is done now its time to clean
anyone got some extra mean green
the cleanser u know its powerful stuff
long as you don't breath in the fumes too much
the soaps not over too early in this life to tell
I'm still young and restless yet bold and beautiful
still thinking about the man last night
who winked to let me know he was watching
started my heart to throbbing
I was flattered, him all dressed I was tattered
just for a minute I imagined....
oh that right I can't say that... I'm old fashioned
while doing things mind kept wondering
back to where he was at
just couldn't do it out of respect
but if I get my chance again
I'll not bite my tongue, my friend
give him the wink, pray he ask what I think
so suave, so debonaire, yet down to earth
had me wondering what he did since birth
if I get the chance again, I not choke on my words
as I speak softly, but not from my mouth
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 1/4/2011 10:13:55 PM
as I speak softly
not from my mouth
looking discretely
I start moving south.

wind so gentle
brushing my left cheek
telling me to follow
ripples define the creek

I see refrated light enhance images
colour shifts along my spine
reactionary implications
emotions intertwined

time slows beyond a measure
details undetectable to all
mystery in the telling tale
lost to the kestral's call
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
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Posted: 1/5/2011 9:39:57 PM
Finding their way and where they belong
mattered.
Until...the sky hurries into a panic
of where I belong.
Birds are programmed. I am not.
My given freedom is my sorrow, my loss...
My understanding is....bent, young, over the pond.
This best was easy.
 sinlov
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Posted: 1/6/2011 10:00:28 AM
this best was easy, although I was sleepy
I had a cold and was sneezing,
effortlessly I got though it all
now its time to get on the ball

a mind can take you some strange places
be careful no one knows what their fate is
bereaved, bereft, cut off completely
dealt that hand i felt so defeted
for the times that I felt so bad
thought I lost every friend I had
I discovered the friend inside
whos knows the secrets I can not hide

never alone its been written
and all my sins are forgiven.....
 sinlov
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Posted: 1/7/2011 8:12:26 AM
which direction your heart flows in the spriritual ebb
only God can tell, not left to you or me,
to tell me how its gonna be
God knows I'm a sinner trying to Sin Not
he knows I'm no murderer, and really not a theif
knows I went to college , have degrees in carnal knowledge (not reall)
I am trying not to lust, for in him I should put my trust
joker, smoker, midnight tokker (what ever that is I stay up all night daily)
yes I am a sinner, didn't mean to hurt no one
playing music, I like to have fun
mans forever judging actions, never mind the intent
can't look inside the heart to see whats really meant
I suppose action as opposed louder than the words
times no action or reation speaks louder than whats heard
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 1/4/2011
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Posted: 1/7/2011 7:54:17 PM
louder than whats heard~
my mind marches forward in philosophical thought
debating deep in the firing neurons of electrical impulse
feeding my body with calculated movements in a blink
are thoughts faster than the speed of light?
or are they lost only as quickly?
might I remember the good ones well
holding them close in mine heart
reminding me I am but a mere visitor
upon the shores walked before me
leaving sand in my shoes

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