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Post by Larz »

rose are red
violets are blue
i don't feel so well
i think it's the flu
(wow, now that poem was sick...........or ill..........or flu-like)
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Post by megabyte »

"If life had no words, would there be dreams? Life's empty lessons, never to be seen...Dreams make you live, so life is a dream? If you want to know the truth, look inside yourself and read"

I just made that up...lol...I could probably keep going but that sounds kinda good where I stopped...My life is a poem in a way...
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Post by slektAh »

Yoooooo!!!!!
bring tha f!!uckin! ruckus!!
a hundred crushing differant distructive!
illnormal function trigga feature presenation productions/
refuse to aknoweldge the problems im causin while im rockin anoter abduction!
why would you fuck with em?
mad losage - of ya oxygen suction/

trauma infected acid collection
blood reductive weapon ejection
full aggression yo viewer descresion
complete distruction of ya fuckin profession/

i've invented - the sickest ever mentioned
guidlines for rockin demented obsessions/
including: hella intrusive abusive addictions to creating death conclusions/

yo allusive, & a couple ill illusions & confusion make the sickest trial combinations/
in calculating the propper location where my next vick will be taken place in/
make it confusing for my own amusement
vick an mc for a single food stamp/
new movement- performin - robo trippin at your promotion!

boom - dont give a fuck about who im affecting !!
brief inspection follows deadly detonations
exclusive lesson in mc subtracting!/
catch the warning yo feel my heeding or else you'll be bleeding & heavily screaming
bust most my shit without a propper reason
hack your screename or ruin your weekend
' think about a thousand differant things when im candy flippin
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Desolation

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I press my forehead on the window
And through it watch children
Playing on the lawn

Desolation pulses through my veins
And my futile fingers reach out for guidance
As I savor the blade, sinking deeper than blue

I can taste tranquility for a wavering instance
The anger flows down my arm as the bitter
Black blood burns off my fingertips

Death swims before me in hazy illusion
Images of eternity skip shamelessly thru my mind
Pain surrounds, I am resolve to be- - still
I run my hand on the tear stained window
And distorted though it
Watch children playing on the lawn
slektAh

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Post by slektAh »

ayo step into my eyes - let You see just what it's like!/
then You'd decide the only choice would be the suicide/
that im gwan provide/
ayo it's time ta ride
yo! i'm gonna do this rite/
wait outside then take my own life!/

but how many fuckin times did i try just to comply
with the shit the around me that applys to the developement of my future insIGHT
too much confusion
yo im rockin this shit tonight,
to you it's allusive so You try it, fuck a hello & goodbye/

this shit is obviously no lie!
sleep outside
QWIK RELIGION SWITCH,
FINALLY WE CAN LIVE!
WHEN I DO NOT HAVE TO FUCK WITH THIS
YO I've been sick!
EVER SINCE I FIRST AKNOWEDLGED MY GIFT/

mad technicalities in the gods mind/
people around me askin "why?
Now, ROBO TRIP DEATH STYMULI/
Carefully categorized
BUT STILL I CAN NOT FUCK WITH IT!!/ YO

How, can i ever accompany the company they bring to fuck with me, God?/
BESIDES AN ABOMINAL TRAGEDY

FAKE NIGGAS STAYIN DISTANTLY AS PUBLICY
I DISPLAY THE DIFFICULTY!/

BOUT TO ROCK THE ILLEST EVER EXIT/
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Post by TrixR4Me »

Sitting in my now lonely room
With the faint sound of slumber
Outside my door

The only sound in my room
The constant grinding of furry little teeth
Filling a tummy full
The rat eats her boredom

The musky smell of beautiful passion
Lingering heavily
Contained in a small cluttered cell,
I call my sanctuary

I feel the comforting warmth
He left for me under my covers

With my eyelids falling heavy
From the dreamlike memories of him
I can see them clearly
Like they were in creation

Staring blankly at his perfect portrait
I can’t help but to become entranced
By his enticing, delicious beauty

My room has never felt so lonely
When he is not here
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Post by darkfader151 »

With the wind in your hair,
ANd a patient scilent stare,
I see roses on your cheeks, and
the glare of the sun is at your back,
Nothing that I lack,
would constitute an attack,
For you I'm just as fresh as a midknight breeze,
but when the freeze comes along,
tell me where do I go wrong,
and why do I ly a wake all alone,
If I could grip reality,
I'd bring you along with me,
for a journey not a ride,
when the tides of the sands,
roar like a bitter man,
I see destruction marked there every way,
but just for today,
lets have a little play,
and call it the rocknroll of the time,
I could drop dime, and pretend that you were mine,
but we'd get nowhere so fast I'm afraid I must decline,
SO with one last shout of purity, and whole lot insecurity, lets say fok em all I want to fly.
You Live by the sword you Die by the sword. "The bible is the sword."
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Post by darkfader151 »

"Dust to Dust"

IN the time it's taken to awake,
I can see love was no mistake,
In what you thought was hate,
was a very confused debate,
you may never understand,
but lifes purpose is beyond your plan,
weather your dreams are great,
or your dreams are week,
it's is not another man you must defeat,
it's the tides of critisim and the tides of dismay,
that one day,
you'll discover are you biggest challenge to overcome,
why then should I even bother,
to be apart of your little scene,
when all your life is based on gleam,
no I will fight a higher battal,
between truth and justice,
based on the pen,
It's not my fault if I'm born into sin,
But then again,
the fight is based apon an eternal glow,
I dunno,
right and wrong,
has all along,
been no strugle,
to smugle love into your life,
is the complex matter like man and wife,
whats the differnece if I have fear,
you just tell people what they to hear,
the trama is truly what your addicted to,
but me I have a more constant daybeu,
to bend the light and save your soul,
has always been my lofty goal,
the bottom line of coherant lack of respect,
for the unjust ways of a hypocrite,
is why do you think i grow my beard,
when your only come back is ge this is weird.
You Live by the sword you Die by the sword. "The bible is the sword."
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Post by paris hilton »

manny is the man wrote:Lets see you write something with out stealing it from others!!

THERE ONCE WAS AN ANGEL

There once was an angel that angel was you i was the child timid and
scared without hope and courage.you came to me in my sleep stayed in my dazed confusion and tormented dreams.you were strong i was weak you made me hold ground and face my fears that fear was you knowing beautiful in every shape and form with your roughened smile and callused hands that turned to satin in a touch you came in my life at my lowest point and showed me strength in my time of need but you never tired no not my angel you cared for me when i was sick and bringing my own angel into the world this angel wouild call you nanu the child who is i would call you momyou got your own angel you would call him husband i would call him dadthe child who is i has grown to a woman and to me you are still my angel so when i sleep at night like a timid lamb you are in my pleasent dreams no longer tormented are they i thank god for this angel he sent me to quite my rage and calm my fears there once was an angel that angel was you

love always nicole
april,4,1999
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Post by paris hilton »

manny is the man wrote:Is anyone going to rate theese?
we would really like some feed back.
manny i think they r all great you have a lot of talent and its great you can express your self in this way a lot of peeps cant!!
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Post by paris hilton »

i tohought this was nice.
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Post by paris hilton »

As you sleep she watches
Comfort in your rest
Her hands are softly touching
Appearance God's request

Knowing that you need Her
With wings she flew to you
Now she's there to comfort
God's Angel in your view

Feel her wings around you
In sleep you find great peace
The passion of your sorrow
This moment of release

Angel singing softly
Love's sweetest lullaby
Heart is now reviving
The gift of God on High

Sleep on through the sorrow
She takes away all pain
Tears of your tomorrow
Will somehow seem to wane

Awaken to the feeling
That you never are alone
Allow her now to enter
Your heart becomes her own.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
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Post by christybomb »

My heart listens to the rain
As it spills down from above
It pours untold stories
Locked away in my heart
Of empty wine glasses
And lonely beer bottles
Which drown my sorrows
Freeing the imprisoned tears

It rumbles broken echoes
Of fake smiles and laughs
With empty fulfillment
My heart aches
Saturated with these emotions
Like tiny stars
Overwhelmed by darkness
Drowning in the heavens

A giant wind gushes
Chasing away tears
Thunders whisper proudly
Foolish tales of love and trust
Covered in lies
And drenched with lust
Free from the rain
He becomes my temporary shelter
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Post by DBK »

To my enation people, and dungeon crew,
This is my dedication solely to you.

Greg & Jeremy, keepin the dance floor alive,
and gettin things hoppin out at club 5.

To all the promotors... Jon, Josh, and Wes.
Lookin out for talent and bringin us the best.

To Spider, Manus, and Megatron and all...
Steppin up and bringin jungle at our beckon call.

To Jason & Dede who are always around,
and to Cliff Davis for droppin dirty sounds.

And all my people from eclate, this one's for you,
Patty, Christy, and Rochelle too.

And Brian & Adrian who chill at the booth,
and to Paul Van Dyk who cancelled cause of a tooth. :lol:

Mike, Angie, Nichole, and the rest...
Makin me smile cause ya'll are the best.

Matt Caulder, Jack Burton, and Jesus on the Move,
for droppin new music that always makes me groove.

To Christy for Jello shots and her great smile,
and To DrJays.com for keepin me in style.

If I've missed anyone that I see all the time,
I'll edit, I promise, I'll make you a rhyme.

BOH :lol: 8)
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Post by christybomb »

DBK wrote:To my enation people, and dungeon crew,
This is my dedication solely to you.

Greg & Jeremy, keepin the dance floor alive,
and gettin things hoppin out at club 5.

To all the promotors... Jon, Josh, and Wes.
Lookin out for talent and bringin us the best.

To Spider, Manus, and Megatron and all...
Steppin up and bringin jungle at our beckon call.

To Jason & Dede who are always around,
and to Cliff Davis for droppin dirty sounds.

And all my people from eclate, this one's for you,
Patty, Christy, and Rochelle too.

And Brian & Adrian who chill at the booth,
and to Paul Van Dyk who cancelled cause of a tooth. :lol:

Mike, Angie, Nichole, and the rest...
Makin me smile cause ya'll are the best.

Matt Caulder, Jack Burton, and Jesus on the Move,
for droppin new music that always makes me groove.

To Christy for Jello shots and her great smile,
and To DrJays.com for keepin me in style.

If I've missed anyone that I see all the time,
I'll edit, I promise, I'll make you a rhyme.

BOH :lol: 8)
PERFECT 10!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4 stars ****
muy bien!
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