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Nov 21, 2002 6:07:28 GMT -5
Post by slushpup on Nov 21, 2002 6:07:28 GMT -5
dr ev...your a poet and you didnt know it! ;D or maybe you did...i dunno  |
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Nov 21, 2002 20:36:45 GMT -5
Post by everlong on Nov 21, 2002 20:36:45 GMT -5
That, my online buddies, is a product of procrastination.  |
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Apr 3, 2003 15:35:36 GMT -5
Post by sainteye on Apr 3, 2003 15:35:36 GMT -5
well years go by,
no living, lie.
fair do, doing nought,
so bring on the shout.
beer tear's all shared apart,
ripping that master fart.
mmm, bring it on.
mmm, bring it on.
kiss me flip me all about, let's do the hokey&poke.
come all around.
single and free meeting, who to be.
silence and quiteness all I see.
not attracted, not a chance.
money never let's you dance.
poverty i am really lucky,
it's all to funny loving that honey.
.............xx........................................................................
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Apr 3, 2003 15:44:37 GMT -5
Post by sainteye on Apr 3, 2003 15:44:37 GMT -5
There was a man from Nantucket Whose cock was so long he could suck it. He Said with a grin As he wiped off his chin.. If my ear was a cunt I could fuck it. |
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Apr 21, 2003 7:33:13 GMT -5
Post by everlong on Apr 21, 2003 7:33:13 GMT -5
AUTOPILOT
Left without a conscience now
Left without desire
Feeling like i've nothing at all
To look forward to or aspire
The ray of light, the fire in my heart
That actually made life worth living
Has gone in a heartbeat, been taken away
Without any form of warning
I feel like its all just a master plan
A blueprint of my destruction
Tore out my feelings, removed my soul
Tell me how could you let this happen?
Apparently it happens to the best of us
Its the first time, leave it in the past
But its almost as if it is set in stone
That the nice guy always finishes last
I'm tired of this, of who I am
To hell with good intentions
Why the fuck can't I just be happy
Why play with my unstable emotions?
But now I don't care, its over now
Forever keep my feelings silent
Retract concern, take back compassion
And set my life on autopilot.
Yeah, it is a bit exagerrated, but who gives a toss.
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Apr 21, 2003 7:55:31 GMT -5
Post by sarah on Apr 21, 2003 7:55:31 GMT -5
A blueprint of my destruction in all seriousness i think it's great, and that line in particular is brilliant. |
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Apr 21, 2003 10:37:37 GMT -5
Post by slushpup on Apr 21, 2003 10:37:37 GMT -5
awww you know I love it dave! in the spirit of this thread, heres something I wrote. yeah, michaels already been subjected to my writing so you might wanna look away. Drawing StarsI drew a star. I felt it was something I had to do. But what I felt was accomplished but not fulfilled. The star lay dancing motionless on my page. Felt like I should be dancing too.  |
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Apr 21, 2003 20:33:31 GMT -5
Post by Super Ted on Apr 21, 2003 20:33:31 GMT -5
There was a man from Nantucket Whose cock was so long he could suck it. He Said with a grin As he wiped off his chin.. If my ear was a cunt I could fuck it. sounds like rodney rude to me. pretty humorous stuff dude |
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Apr 21, 2003 21:28:25 GMT -5
Post by everlong on Apr 21, 2003 21:28:25 GMT -5
awww you know I love it dave! in the spirit of this thread, heres something I wrote. yeah, michaels already been subjected to my writing so you might wanna look away. Drawing StarsI drew a star. I felt it was something I had to do. But what I felt was accomplished but not fulfilled. The star lay dancing motionless on my page. Felt like I should be dancing too. Kudos to you, shining star buddy ;D |
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