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where is yesterday

the nightmare of lies

where?

its easy to die

hearts freeze

time to run

because I am free

into the maze of never ending change

past tomorrow whatever forever means

you'll never again love anything

hell will be your dream
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pain remains in your brain
- Saturday, March 08, 2003 at 03:25:16 (PST)

Dr.Phil is calling u at this moment
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Z
- Saturday, March 08, 2003 at 01:42:11 (PST)

.."attention span of an avocado..."

oh my God that was *genius*
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Anonymous
- Friday, March 07, 2003 at 20:19:02 (PST)

An occasional pill pops, numb the happy, blank all dayz, no more play in the fields of his lordships plastic boats.
Think im bored.... I strapped on my plastic rubber panties, scuba goggels, u know the whole deluxe kit, opened browser to DoD.mil.net, agreed to be monitered by the minestery of defence, wrote a little plastic pantie poetry for my monitor of the day, surfed on to a gay site, popped wordpad up wrote
"monitor me while o stick my finger up my ass, touch my platic crotch, and pull my dick while thinking of you my dear little uniform man of the day"
Bastards disconnected me, oh well 5 mins of good clean erected fun.
Im beginning to think that bushy-baby is a sexy man though, what i wouldent give to have him all oiled up in a pair of nice tasty plastic panties, saying your either with us or against us, oooooooh i would love to saddamize his rectum. You think hes a strap on kinda guy? Would love to fire his little tomahawk, while in my see through nurse uniform, saying cmon little fella, u can do, if u cant do it, no1 can.

Soon little green giants will walk the earth firing gunz, sexy low educated gun happy i-wanna-kill-a-man-in-a-towel, protectors of the right to consume.
I wanna wear a nazi uniform, lay in the floor pulling my small penis while some1 pukes in my mouth..Its not an impossiple dream right?...Why cant Mighty mouse just pop throuh the hole, and say here i am to save the day..
Jesus im bored...
Think ill join a peace rally, just for the hell of it, give me somn to do, pump my self up on some vitamin C, dye my hair red and paint a sign saying "give a guy in a nazi uniform a chance of some good "clean" sex.

Think ill jump off and show my monitor something else then pandbox, i think he has the attention span of an advocado, but then again who knows...maybe he too dreams of a nazi uniform, and a guy just like me to puke in his mouth.

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Z
- Friday, March 07, 2003 at 03:00:05 (PST)

please come
I'm waiting
and I really need you
you've got no
idea
how much

the train ride's too long
and I can't help but thinking you weren't even real
you're an angel

please point to more evidence
cause I don't think I can wait alot longer
I want to know you
everything about you
every fibre

memorize the lines in your palm
you're in every ounce in me
even if you don't know it

you're always with me
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 05, 2003 at 20:53:17 (PST)

I want you more than you even know
you are locked inside my heart and soul
constantly reminding me of a time long ago

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Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 05, 2003 at 13:44:31 (PST)

even though I cannot see you
doesnt mean that you are not there
I can feel your freak all around me
even now as we speak

I have looked upon many moons
and called for you to hurry soon
you have in many ways let me down
but I always manage not to wear a frown

I am accepting more with each passing day
that you are not coming for me
and that is okay for now at least
but someday you must in order to gain peace

You need me in your life as I need you too
but you struggle and resist this very thought
running away and yet still playing games
hoping that by me searching you will get caught

I have told you so many times before of my love
for you and the above winter glow in the evening sk y
where I wanted you to look into my eyes
. .

.
.
.

. .

and of this 7 star community I would like you to know that I am in the middle of the middle three and the other two beside me are you and him and the four outer corners represent our directions or paths!
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 19:09:52 (PST)

I wanna stick my nose up your ass
and see what you write before you write it
in case I don't agree
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 17:37:59 (PST)

you write very beautiful and meaningful stuff

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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 17:36:26 (PST)

I want a life that is real
with someone I can feel
through all the human steel
a person who will always appeal
while I prepare most of the meals
and who wont step on my heels
and not lie to me and make deals
his eyes bluey teal
and in life take the wheel
where the spirits require you to kneel
I wanna know you during this reel
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 17:27:42 (PST)

sweat pours out from me
as I watch for signs that
you are trying to find me

I am scared to know what is true
but not to find out what is not
nor what will never be but if you
cant be with me then I dont wanna know

I would rather leave it
the way it is in my head
then to correct what
is already beautiful
remembering something different
would be to me a very dreadful tragic thin g

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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 17:18:43 (PST)

I'm hungry mother fucker
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 04:35:58 (PST)

I get the feeling that it's mine

all mine

but I still can't find y ou
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 04, 2003 at 01:48:55 (PST)

Peeling back seven layers of V.D.
I find your love
its nasty green like fin rot
and all of its for me
{for the most part}
yum yum
said my heart
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Anonymous
- Monday, March 03, 2003 at 01:54:24 (PST)

3/3/3
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Eve
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 22:50:08 (PST)

The Cold air rips through the room
looking for a place to hide
and over here in the corner is me
known as the warm air lying there
ready for you to override

life with you would be like
running with jesse james
because of all the trouble
me and you could get into
when our lives are the same

we want to know this thing
called love but in our hearts
there is not enough room
while we harbour all this gloom

we deny our true inner selves
which says I for you and you for I
but all in all we know it on some level
otherwise we to each other would not write

ten years is 365 days per year times 10 years
and that grand total gives you my answer to
what you have always feared and that is my lo ve

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Anonymous
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 21:04:55 (PST)

I am getting tired of this place
and soon I know I will cut my ties
and move on into this web like maze
search for you in different ways
under my microscope you have no disguise
I can see you in any description and I
also know when you are talking about me
so instead of having a hairy conipshun
just meet with me somewhere more real than this
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Anonymous
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 08:15:43 (PST)

ALY

A City filled with more dark than light
is not the envy of people living outside
the city in what we would call the country.
A person who talks riddles for a living is
not what the person who shoots straight from the hip
is striving to be like or have friends with this wit.
A house is a home more so than a home is a house because with a house being a home that is true but to say that a home is a house is not ALWAYS true because a home can be where you make it and from what I have ALWAYS known about you is that you have ALWAYS had apartments and so to say that a home is a house would not apply to your situation so that statement is not ALWAYS true. So because it is neither true nor false what kind of statement is a home is a house? Remember there is no need to dispute whether a house is a home because a building (house) is a home once it is assembled. Keep in mind though that in the end a house is a house and a home is a home and that just because a house has been build doesn't mean its a home and just because a home has been established doesn't mean it is in a house. Ultimately, I think a house is a house until it has LOVE and then it becomes a home. So do YOU want to share my home which is a house too with me?

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Anonymous
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 07:54:59 (PST)

Right now I am swimming in water full of fear
I feel helpless and know that my life they could steal
I want them to know of course that I do love my life
and with each day that I have I wanna be your wife
but like I've said so many times before "you are the
only one that can make this happen" this you must hear!
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Anonymous
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 07:36:48 (PST)

I am like an unfinished puzzle
all in my little pieces
waiting for you to put me together
so that I can be with you forever
I read your changed words once again
and all I can say is that
its up to you my friend
to show me how you feel
by making me whole and real!
uknowthatIknow thatitsyouandyouknowthatIknowThatyou knowitsmegiveituplowkey!
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Anonymous
- Sunday, March 02, 2003 at 07:31:50 (PST)

goodnight Irene-ski
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Anonymous
- Saturday, March 01, 2003 at 13:11:14 (PST)

is my heart capable of love?
still not sour from deceit,
not yet hopeless from lies,
accepting all the smiles from those, unknowing, who ween me from true life,
yes.
it is my place to believe...
until the end.
even she can't look me in the eyes.
a trust, so easily broken
is not,
can not,
no matter what we report,
be
a true love...
this is why I need more
(and need to say less).
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sucker, that's all...
- Saturday, March 01, 2003 at 00:01:49 (PST)

similar-ski

no one anywhere
could be half of what you are to me
no one anywhere
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Anonymous
- Friday, February 28, 2003 at 02:43:17 (PST)

I don't need a wedding ring
I have a prostitution ring
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TardZilla
- Thursday, February 27, 2003 at 04:08:19 (PST)

lets see
37 love spells,yeah
worship,uh huh
similiar person,no

me no like similiar person
similiar person no good for me,yes?

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:+}
- Thursday, February 27, 2003 at 04:05:38 (PST)

for the most part I know who I am
and I understand what I need versus
what I want. This I am so sure of
that I now feel its time to share.

it all started in the year of nineteen
hundred and ninety three when a special
person was put in front of me.

It only lasted the length of four short months
but during that time there were lessons I learned
from this person that will last me a length of a life time.

After we went our own separate ways, I found myself
surrounded in books and papers that were of a personal kind and so much so that this special person kept coming back to mind.

So should old aquaintenses be forgotten and never brought to mind...ah in my CASE no for this special person is a legend in his time.

When I was feeling down this special person although miles apart knew enuff to send around to me a similiar person as the special person to turn my frown into a smile.

Although all the while I was surrounded by the books and papers, I never took the initiative to meet the similar person even though I had many many uncontrolled opportunities to do so.

It was only after the similar person had left that I decided to take charge and hunt him down and find out who he was.

Because I did this, I now have to live with how I have handled the time that I reached out and met the similar person. Now all I want to do is write a letter to him explaining why our meeting and hanging around went down the way it did.
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, February 26, 2003 at 12:23:07 (PST)

My lover says he opened Pandora's Box
Found the keys and undid the locks
The box she opened revealed misery
And that's what he found when he opened me.
But, he did something to astonish my soul
He gave me laughter that made me whole
He revealed a "me" I never knew before
His smile and his kiss have opened that door
His hand on my shoulder, his mouth on mine
His arms around me, more intoxicating than wine
I look in his eyes, see the smile on his face
Exhale slowly - this is my place
I give of my body and offer my heart
I've known him forever, right from the start
And I want him, I want him in all ways and one
Knowing, not knowing, just what will be done
Love is the one word I fear to say-
What if that word will end his stay?
He saw a disaster with potential pain
And came to me anyway, again and again.
So, who does he fear for, himself or me
What could the disaster be?
He said he saw heartbreak, gloom and doom
And in his life for me there's no room...
Well, he could be a user, but I highly doubt that
Or I am the mouse and he is the cat....
But he's very protective and gentle and kind
I think he had something else in mind
(Gentle, with passion, loving, with lust
Will all of these feelings be left in the dust?)
We're both very cautious, shall I trust what I feel
Is this an illusion or is it real?
Whatever it is, for this moment I know
I love being with him wherever we go.
I love the feelings he brings out in me
And beyond all that, I cannot see.

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Anonymous1946
- Wednesday, February 26, 2003 at 02:30:15 (PST)

"if meatloaf was a woman he would look like carmen electra,said shamu the desert donkey"

monkey
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, February 26, 2003 at 02:09:01 (PST)

It's hard to let you go.
I don't, I won't, I won't.

~I'll miss ya~ But..........I will be waiting :)
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 11:44:19 (PST)

when

when finally you see I love you
when finally you see I care
when you realize your my destiny
and everyone elses heart leads nowhere

when at last you open your heart to me
to a love so strong
that only we share

when you let yourself remember
I was and will always be waiting
for your love there
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 05:31:07 (PST)

"martyrlski for your love"
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:41:11 (PST)

the not so easy way out

the more kids you have
the more welfare you get

the more welfare you get
the more crack you can smoke

the more crack you smoke
the longer you will be on disabilty
for mental illness because it makes you retarded
and you will never be able to function in society
or be independant
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:38:51 (PST)

"If mitchs momma never ever shit him out into this wonderful world,I would still love you"

you know it
all I think about is yours truly
night and day day and night
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:34:22 (PST)

"If mitch fell into a pit full of elephants and they shit on him until he dies,I would still love you"

I would always and will until there is no tomorrow
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:32:45 (PST)

"Even if mitch left thirteen times I would still love you"

I always will
you know that
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:31:32 (PST)

"If mitch would have never left,I would still love you"

I would I do
always its true
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 25, 2003 at 04:30:44 (PST)

You were born with a soul, meant to be whole.
You were born with a gift, the whole world to lift.
With love in your heart your life did start
And you have power to do good every hour
You can change the world as your deeds are unfurled
You can bring joy wherever you are
You don't have to be a star
How you feel about YOU is what people see
Your actions, not words, are the only key
The Golden Rule really is true
What you send out comes back to you.
You don't like your life? Then you can change it
Look at your mind-set and re-arrange it.
Look for the flowers, look at the joy
Seeking the positive is not just a ploy!
Be honest with others as well as you can
Knowing that tricksters won't stay with the plan
They'll exit your life to make room for fun
And that's what you want when all's said and done...
Take action right now to clean up your life
Get rid of the cheaters, get rid of strife!
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MarySue
- Monday, February 24, 2003 at 12:39:24 (PST)

I understand you
and will always love only you
in my soul
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 24, 2003 at 02:58:13 (PST)

I have always loved you
you know that
I always will love you
you know that
you know me
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 24, 2003 at 02:35:03 (PST)

its eleven degrees
wont you cook ou t

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 23, 2003 at 07:43:53 (PST)

Just when I think it is all under control
even though it shouldn't have to be if we
are really in love with one another's heart
but like I say, just when I think, that is
when it all starts to fall apart.

What were you thinking and where was your
good judgement, for now you haven't gotten
caught but there will be a day if you don't
stop that they will pull you over and then
you will get popped.

What has happened to you? It's almost like
you are looking for rock bottom before you
can bounce back to the top? What is it that
you need and how can I help? I know you love
me and you think I don't love you to the same
extent that you do with me?

Well, that Is simply not true for I have known
for a long time that I was meant for you and you
for I is not a lie and in fact if you would just
try ... forget the past ... for it is not who we
are today and besides that, if we didn't love each
other to some degree, this nine year relationship
would not last.

Is that what you do not believe? Well, all I
can say is that for your own sake, before you either get caught, killed, do vehicle damage, or kill someone else, please reconsider how you are dealing with life!

Have you just got a list of idiot behaviours that even though are not you, you still want to go through this list and do what's on it so that you can stand proud at the living room door and smile at me when you are drunk and tell me what a long fucking day its going to be, so get me beer, a smoke, and a pencil, so that I may put another check mark beside the next idiotic behaviour on my list and maybe that way you will begin to hate me? (and no I am not calling you you..an IDIOT..because I know you better then this, this is not you..you are not irresponsible, or inmature). (I am calling ""the behaviours"" people including you [which with you...thank god..is temporary...because this is not you] Idiotic because when you stop and think of drinking in access, smoking in access, drinking and driving, and being beligerent to people, one can really only truthfully conclude that each of these behaviours is idiotic and not found to be a quality most people praise or reward!)

As for whether I hate you ... well, the answer is no, and in fact I love you more, because I know that you need some help, but, I am not helping you to unbury this machine and get it out;

For you need to realize by going through the emotions and motions of doing this one yourself that drinking and driving is dumb, and look at the grief and fustration you are experiencing right now...why put your self through that...when you could be planning for a trip to Cuba, still sleeping, or you could be playing your games right now, or you could be watching gulf...but instead where are you?

maybe you understand to this point what I am trying to say....and then again maybe you dont? Either way it is probably good for you to think about this need to drink in access when you do, and then your need to drive home in a winter storm all drunk and impaired...My god, right now, you should thank something or someone that you are still alive.

..I am thanking someone for bringing you home to me safely? even though you brought with you this need to be miserable...Could that be the problem, you are miserable.....why?

and I refuse to have you say that the problem is me because honestly I do not think its me this time around.....as I set out to not drink, and I don't drink anymore, and I set out to obtain a good career and now I have a good career, and I set out to be a better person, friend, support person, and lover to you, and I feel that I have been earnestly trying!

So whatever is causing you to drink heavily and smoke heavily and drink and drive, and be beligerent to me has to stop immediately before bad things start to happen....maybe this letter is your rock bottom....who knows but you must for the sake of yourself....pick yourself up and begin setting short and long term goals for yourself, for us, and our life.

And if you don't know how to do that right now, then just follow my lead. But don't blame me because I would like a family, a clean house, and a supportive environment where everyone helps out because they want to and not have to.

Nine years is a long time to be with a person and in the nine years that I have been with you, yes, we have had our ups and our downs...but, like I said before, this is as real as it gets when it comes to sharing a life with someone and cohabitating with them and in my mind, we do for the most part, do a good job. So I am not prepared to give up on us...I have had time as you did too to think about our future and in the end, we decided to give it our best and MOVE FORWARD.

For the most part that is what happened we said our peace about our downs within our relationship and we moved on. Recently, however, there has been a shift to move backwards and that was clearly demonstrated last night.....and you need to answer why?

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 23, 2003 at 05:47:12 (PST)

don't let go of my hand
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Anonymous
- Saturday, February 22, 2003 at 22:17:45 (PST)

Hey who ever wrote "You You You" good job i really liked it i printed it and saved it to my collection of poems and stories "THANKS A MILLION"
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Mary Busby
- Friday, February 21, 2003 at 14:40:44 (PST)

fgfgfgfg
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Anonymous
- Friday, February 21, 2003 at 07:06:21 (PST)

" My wedding day!"

As i lay here in total denil i look up and see your smiling face shining down on me i cant say i know were i am all i can remember is the bright flame that stole the love of my heart i dont know how it happend i cant say i remember it and even as i lie here listening i can still see his face, as clear as day, in total pain and agony. I know its all my fault cuz if i hadent wanted to go to that party he wouldnt have been drunk and and i wouldnt be lying here unconsious. Due to the sharp curve on danger lane and my stupidity he is now gone forever and i will never be able to close my eyes again because every time i do i see his face in greaving pain staring right back at me. I couldnt do anything to help him i just lie there and watched. As the ambulance came to our rescue i said nothing and couldn't get away from the pain. I watched as they took him away from me away for ever more and then i remember seeing nothing nothing anymore. I hear talking all around me i hear my mothers screams i open my eyes to see her standing there crying next to my bed. Every day now she walkes in to visit me since im still uncounsious that is. I would say hey mom hows mitch doing but i know better than to ask this even when i do wake up because i hear here say every day that if only she wouldnt have let us go he'd still be here today and i would be at home right now planning my wedding day. Yes i was engaged and now im not but i tell you this for i havent forgoten that one day i will find him and we will be together once again. And as i lie here i can hear my mother scream i feel my heart stop beating and i know this is no dream im rushed to the emergency room and pounded on be the nurse who's trying to get my heart to start. It does no good and i know this because i see his face now not in greaving pain, but smiling at me now, he reaches for my hand and pulls me away, away from my pain and my mothers screaming cryies. I cant say i want to go, but i have no choice now. For my life is over now and for what i ask you? And for what? For what, ill tell you what it is, it is gone now for just ONE NIGHT OF FUN. Yes ONE night of fun.
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Mary Busby
- Friday, February 21, 2003 at 06:58:46 (PST)

she bit my nose lightly
as to squeeze out the acne
and slapped her babies down the stairs
one
two
three
and I knew we we're going to be late
for signing up for welfare

she wanted a pimp but I was a poet
I already had her sister
but they will get over it
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Anonymous
- Thursday, February 20, 2003 at 12:04:23 (PST)

stop the war
lay down and let them fuck you with the secret donut recipe missle

lay your towel hat down
wipe up the sand nigger wet spot

do it for the hippies
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 12:43:05 (PST)

forget about it
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 12:40:27 (PST)

Hey Bushy-Baby throw some more Plastic meat on the grill, u know u want to.

Wasent this Rums-deedle-duda-dum-feld dude the same one...Methinks on a tinderstick...

"Five years before Saddam Hussein’s now infamous 1988 gassing of the Kurds, a key meeting took place in Baghdad that would play a significant role in forging close ties between Saddam Hussein and Washington. It happened at a time when Saddam was first alleged to have used chemical weapons. The meeting in late December 1983 paved the way for an official restoration of relations between Iraq and the US, which had been severed since the 1967 Arab-Israeli war.

With the Iran-Iraq war escalating, President Ronald Reagan dispatched his Middle East envoy, a former secretary of defense, to Baghdad with a hand-written letter to Iraqi President Saddam Hussein and a message that Washington was willing at any moment to resume diplomatic relations.

That envoy was Donald Rumsfeld."

"The Saddam in Rumsfeld’s Closet"
"The Bin Laden in Bushy-Baby’s Closet"

Yeah hunt the oil baby, Consumer rights is a Biggy, no?
(old Europa forgotten what the Plastic fantastic land did for it, during the WWII, yeah right).
Why dont Bushy-Baby just pull out small old Nr.1, and piss heartly and warmly on all the graves of the fallen during WWII.
I bet ya an oil and blood greased dollar, that those young men and women that died in WWII, kinda saw war as something not pursued unless there where no other option, and that it shouldent be over oil. But then again i could be wrong no?

Hey Bushy-Baby throw some more Plastic meat on the grill, u know u want to. Grease em up reall good.

Methinks me happy living in oldy Europa (pulls finger out and makes funny noise on rubber pant).

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Z
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 11:26:17 (PST)

retarded lard ass microchip
rotting in your worm filled hooded cat box pit
will it never be slightly moist

every light house has a price

your freedom has deperciated
past thought reminds you
I am always wrong
recycled thought process assholeness
my god whats wrong with you

I love you
I must of
I'm alive and I'm sinking
I love you
rusting
all the credits in bloom
decievingly thinking

refurburshed lies line the asmosphere
of every pretend truth
laughing on the inside
until it steals happiness from you

you know it
means nothing
when no one cares about you
you know it
when you forced me
a stereotyped chained to your zoo
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cheese ina
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 05:35:12 (PST)

"The Milky Ice Covered Creek"

And Sissy Spacek held on to me and cried
Don't be crazy,you can't be crazy
I can't have you if your crazy
no that was'nt Sissy Spacek that was the whore from smoky and the bandit
each taer was union
and that was'nt me
george is not going to let me paint the rabbits
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/
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 05:21:48 (PST)

I'm looking for a fox
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just another blues brother
- Tuesday, February 18, 2003 at 05:12:35 (PST)

hold my hand
to diffuse the guilt

kill the rejection with a letter opener
found on the metro

my fox trot love
demise and a bucket of popcorn
on our shirttail truths

a wonder how he made your eyes

kinetically driven
afflictedly living
impossible green

wish the ride was longer

and I never got your na me

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I could'nt get that colour out with a jackhammer
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 16:31:02 (PST)

death and hatred to mankind
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brain washed mind
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 16:15:11 (PST)

with cheese huh..........
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"..."
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 16:13:19 (PST)

recarcus fucking afterbirtha
rocking in your womb
no one will crack the case of oil spills to soon

complete uh? defeaT ya
I'm a tard,but would get wit ya
repeat the comita your way to sweet da
know what I mean

retarded tardette sample spoons
rotting her seven wombs
cancelled uterus subscriptions
run out way to soon

hahaah wah wah
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.
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 16:12:22 (PST)

Her: You know what?
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 12:25:01 (PST)

forgotten roses

roses without mem ories
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 17, 2003 at 10:44:31 (PST)

MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA
MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA
MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA
MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA
MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA
MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA KU SA......
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monica
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 22:41:04 (PST)

goodbye with a vengeance means FUCK YOU.
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monica (tee hee)
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 22:30:30 (PST)

goodbye with a vengeance means FUCK YOU.
-------------
monica (tee hee)
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 22:30:16 (PST)

goodbye with a vengeance means FUCK YOU.
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monica (tee hee)
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 22:30:00 (PST)

its ok cause shes crazy

I wouldnt take this shit from the best looking bartender in the tri-state area or wendy ryle
so why do I sacrafice my life my dreams,my freedom
for you
you get away with my heart

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 22:00:48 (PST)

my valentine did'nt show
where did my heart go
I seen her the day before
it broke my heart for sure
those lips I'll never forget
but she kinda looked pissed

I don't just want anyone
need the ones that look fun
hahaha fuck you
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 21:49:25 (PST)

second choice

mostly dead abortions
are the thoughts
memories of our love
half dead rememberances
grey winter sky divides
until it kills us

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Travis Ray Cole
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 21:17:57 (PST)

yeah...just like that
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 16:57:50 (PST)

"Valentine Blues"

Coulda filled the bed with a crack whore
try and get over You

Shoulda filled the bed with a crack whore
try an get over on You

Fuck Marquee on my sisters honda
and break your heart into.
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 15:46:26 (PST)

can we make it her car or maybe in an alley somewhere
because
I plan to no longer have a vehicle starting right now
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the putz ster
- Sunday, February 16, 2003 at 15:36:32 (PST)

Lorraine will go with you to the prom
as long as you vow to finger her in the back of your car afterwards
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*
- Saturday, February 15, 2003 at 18:15:23 (PST)

crack whore contest

next
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Anonymous
- Saturday, February 15, 2003 at 10:03:09 (PST)

I hear theres corn in the cat box
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Anonymous
- Saturday, February 15, 2003 at 10:02:17 (PST)

The I love you-skis
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, February 15, 2003 at 09:22:45 (PST)

even nicer
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, February 14, 2003 at 13:49:15 (PST)

brand newski day
-------------
happy good dayski
- Friday, February 14, 2003 at 13:48:32 (PST)

nice
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Anonymous
- Friday, February 14, 2003 at 13:46:35 (PST)

i'll do everything short of pulling it off
if you promise to do everything short of
ripping me in half
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Ana E. Mouse
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 17:14:52 (PST)

"Gypski"

I've gotta get some peroxide
I think I need it quick
because the one I love
is a piece of shit

Gyp-ski everything is money
gypski its all so funny
gypski the skies are sunny
I have'nt bashed your head in

I've gotta get some peroxide
I think I need it quick
because the one I love
is a piece of shit

Its you I love the most
and if there was a vote
pam anderson or you and
gonneria in my right eye and throat

Gyp-ski everything is money
gypski its all so funny
gypski the skies are sunny
I have'nt bashed your head in

I've gotta get some peroxide
I think I need it quick
because the one I love
is a piece of shit
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FOAD
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 05:12:34 (PST)

"You,You,You"

You have divided us
you have torn us apart
you have put to much between us
for me to feel anything in my heart

You have split decision
go on make a new start
it can't keep ending
I'm surprised it has made it this far

You cheat in the name of freedom
then you become a narc
you've only pissed me off now
better move along before
I threaten you and go to far

I have'nt thought of revenge
I just want you gone
I don't want to rip your eyeball out
and step on it no, I don't
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Your worst nightmare
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 05:07:04 (PST)

"math Class"

Do you want to eat or not?
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Fuck off
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 05:00:36 (PST)

Train train,
I'm running out of track
I'd ride a hundred miles
with a bullet in my back
Pain pain,
You can never look back
the cover of the bibles always been black

Smoke from the barrel blood in the wind
I love you still from begining to end
get all my friends stand them in line
stab me in the back just one more time

Right from the bottle tastes better that way
heaven ain't got closer and hell ain't changed

Train train,
I'm running out of track
a hundred more miles and I won't be back...again

Shoot your horse steal your name
love your woman till it drives you insane
sleep with your eyes open and a gun in your hand
a friend to watch your back and one to watch his
because the trains comin down the track
I'll hunt you down with the law looking for me
take all you got 'cause nothin's ever free
never met a woman I did'nt love
well maybe a couple,but lord above

Go on with your life forget about me
always remember I was just a bad dream
if I fall in love or outta my mind
I can go the distance a long,long time

travis cole
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.
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 02:35:50 (PST)

THIS IS A TEST,THIS IS ONLY A TEST

Mice and monkey,wheel in cage

test you until your trained

toxic rodent losing rat race

tastes like chicken,fed to the snake

infectious disease research cell freezing

lost in a maze cheesy albino with lesions

Rat brain in space,sattlite reception

double dose of cloned mutation

micrscopic study prevention

genetic strain of humane intervention

from the brain and seminal fluid

of the rat comes acid phosphate

dying in a rat trap,last in the rat race

not really giving a rats ass

I smell a rat in space

domestic lab rat died here insane

rat pack,rat patrol,rat breath,cat bait

dying of strictnine poisioning

rat acid ,rats b ane
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..
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 02:32:30 (PST)

down the block

the sweetest blo nde
-------------
mmmmm
- Thursday, February 13, 2003 at 01:58:59 (PST)

all you needed is for someone to love you, doll

spirit reaches my heart across the miles

we've all got monsters so there's nothing to hide

¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶

you don't have to hide
you're still in that house

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Eve
- Wednesday, February 12, 2003 at 20:02:51 (PST)

tomorrow may never come so **** hard
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, February 12, 2003 at 17:40:34 (PST)

I'm in Kuwait.
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Pins & Needles
- Tuesday, February 11, 2003 at 19:36:16 (PST)

Seen ya in Raven
But nowhere in the pages
of the worlds most popular bibles

-------------
The Bad News Is.....
- Tuesday, February 11, 2003 at 18:49:34 (PST)

my adored car's been declared terminal. Gonna miss you, TBC
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 11, 2003 at 16:44:21 (PST)

your brain is in danger
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, February 11, 2003 at 15:44:14 (PST)

try saying that when you're sure someone you love is in danger
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, February 10, 2003 at 09:19:59 (PST)

Here I sit all broken hearted
came to shit and only farted
-------------
but it smells like bacon and eggs
- Monday, February 10, 2003 at 02:43:48 (PST)

What's so bad about being in it for the oil?

Everything we do is to our own advantage.

That is the only true morality.

Read a little Ayn Rand, listen to a little Tony Blair (even with HoC's 3 drink minimum)for more insight.

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Pins & Needles
- Sunday, February 09, 2003 at 12:12:02 (PST)

"Rich Women wear underwear,I read about it in the Pizza Indrusty News"
Written by Sodbuster

The Sadest day I could ever see
was when there was only two Bees Gees
and not negative three

The sadest day I could ever find
was the one we could celebrate
maybe disco did again die

Because it was like a third rate hoilday
I try not to think and look away
close my eyes flip off the sky
pour gasoline on the John Travolita movie pile
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sodbuster
- Saturday, February 08, 2003 at 14:12:08 (PST)

"The Bee Gees"

One down,two to go
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Carl Sandbergski
- Saturday, February 08, 2003 at 13:54:45 (PST)

My wife was a poet
then she shaved her nipples
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sodbuster
- Saturday, February 08, 2003 at 13:52:53 (PST)

My life is a Book
Book, closed to others
People, sometimes, want to see what is inside
Most times, they do not care..

I don't like the Book.
I don't care about the Book either.
Myself, I am sick of me.

I don't know who I am.
I try, and try, to define who I am..

...into something positive...

But I just feel like a wasted Fuck.
I cling to the good that is in me;
Believing, on top of belief;

That the good I see...
Is the good that I AM.

But it's getting blurrerier...
Harder to see..

I am beginning to believe,
That I am all that all says I am...
I don't want that.
I, deep down, don't believe that to be true...

Where are you ?

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Patrick
- Saturday, February 08, 2003 at 01:29:24 (PST)

I miss you already
I can't believe you're going

you're in my heart

women, our men are being taken

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Eve
- Friday, February 07, 2003 at 19:32:51 (PST)

I wish I was a Roofer
by
Travis Ray Cole
If I was a Roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly all day
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
and get up the next morning
and work until I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a corvette
with my honey Shelly right next to me
as close as I could get

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed
with Shelly all day,again
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
get up the next morning
work till I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a Ford truck
pasta red in color
profiling
like I care about something
I'd have the best hatchet
that could be found
kinda clean and shaved down

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly
forever until the end
then drink some beers
and play my guitars
get up the next morning and go out and work
until I see stars.

Poet Surprise Winner
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....
- Friday, February 07, 2003 at 17:21:09 (PST)

"a work in progress..."
-------------
working title
- Friday, February 07, 2003 at 12:18:48 (PST)

A prostitute,the pope and pauly shore walk into the marriage conselors office to find out why the marriage conselor does'nt like her father,when across the hall is a psychcotherapist who works for a burrito a day
saving up for a nice Thomas Kincaid bumper sticker.
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Anonymous
- Friday, February 07, 2003 at 12:17:02 (PST)

as it reaps
the will of chapions takes a back seat
the deserved approval seems to break down before it sets
distant and hard-working seems to emply direction
impatience
the recieving end of my double edged dagger
the importance of being
overshadowed my intention of becoming
little can be said or frauned
its only the yerning of what could be
usless with an open mic
i only try to concieve the emotion that has robbed me
of my will to be
the trademark of any hunger thats so rich in me
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eunuch
- Friday, February 07, 2003 at 01:22:53 (PST)

a spong heart
a rejection dose
and glass of guilt

and God, how I'd kill to be your right hand
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Eve
- Thursday, February 06, 2003 at 23:11:13 (PST)

But isn't that what we want?
For the ones who knew us to remember us when they see what we have left behind?
I work and educate myself not only for myself but for my family and it's legacy.
I am driven because working hard now will make everything a thousand times easier later.
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Anonymous
- Thursday, February 06, 2003 at 14:30:40 (PST)

I am so tired of medication
Don't you see, that everything is a fucking facade?
Is it really worth it?
school, work the rest of your life to obtain some nice chairs and a armoire that may even outlive YOU?

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Jane
- Wednesday, February 05, 2003 at 21:00:08 (PST)

oh how glossy
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, February 05, 2003 at 09:32:06 (PST)

he is calling you DUDE !!!!!!!!!
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 22:49:54 (PST)

not you.
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 22:48:42 (PST)

this dik in yo ass.
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 22:47:43 (PST)

chachi is kewl.
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monikers
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 22:44:14 (PST)

you know you wanna kill me ove rkill.
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monica
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 22:34:34 (PST)

you are stranger

than my lip gloss addiction
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 21:07:05 (PST)

i need both of you
please hear my cries
as I can't take anymore
it is so obvious to me
that we all need each
other inside our lives
so please hear my cries
and reach out to my heart
please just one more time
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 15:07:19 (PST)

I like Chris steak . . .
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 13:53:11 (PST)

Chris equals Valentine
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Anonymous
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 02:35:51 (PST)

thee freak yokes

as im typing my keyboard is on the frits
the plain distinguished apathy of he taping keys still remind me of hores
pornography and sleep is my drug of choice
the only drug worth dying for
prepare an honest bath
make me wash my sheats
my socks filled with semen grow harder and darker over time
the constant thought of the perfect fantasy
shoves me away from reality leaving me with less
of what is not the question
whether its the loss of the ordinary
or by chosing that is it the loss of whats extraordinary
chances are fading and im sading my way home
my last chance is slowly crawling away an i cant wait to let go so i can lose myself and find it again

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eunuch
- Monday, February 03, 2003 at 00:03:29 (PST)

the road of excess
leads to the palace of wisdom

so it is posted

the road of excess
leads to the palace of death

so it is fact

a person who thinks at 50
the same way he thought at 20
has just wasted 30 years

real advice

WARNING.....NOT....A......POEM

"the Munipulation"

what posseses someone to get a tatoo.
a smart person:
I want to express something about myself and let the world know what im about

remember the advice:
people change,tatoos dont.
think about this,i mean truly and honestly think,
whats the perpose of a tatoo. i dont know about you but i dont like wearing my heart on my sleave.
the real point of a tatoo is that your not special enough on your own, you need something to help you
shine.thats the phsicology behind it.
big stars and musicians have many tatoos because these are the most insecure and mislead people in the world. rock stars dress in shit and say its because they dont give a shit ,fuck you sure go out of your way to look like shit , why dont you just wear a shirt that says florida ,get some beach shorts, and wear flipflops if you really dont care.

apply this to your every day life ,from the way you
style your hair to the way you tie those shoes.

im not in any way preaching , i have long hair and i have some tatoos , like i said we are all manipulated.
everyone is , but its nice to know why we do the things that we do,

im sorry i picked tatoos out of all things but i had to make an example.

i truly hope you learned something

thank you mahamad ali ,SLC punk,goerge carlin

GOOD NIGHT EVERY ONE YOUR THE BEST
spelling sucks i know

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jonie loves chachi
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 23:49:44 (PST)

you know your full of shit.
like your make believe colon.
you cant possibly be serious.
because you cant trust your opinions
flip the page do it once in your life.
your systematic gestures,
bury your sight,
you do it too,you know it,
we've been through this before
like winning victory over stepping on a
cockroach,

splack your dead.......tsk....tsk
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Monica
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 22:52:08 (PST)

Last one before bt

there will come a day
with some time set aside
to do those things I
need to get done

Until then though all
I can do is to sit here
and worry about the flashes
of dreams and memories of
my distant past with you

Are you trying to reach out
cause I sure am with you but
not for what you would think
this time its about

another person similiar to you
so much so that I want to intro
duce him to you as your brother.

You know how to contact me from
the last time I contacted you and
so if you're the least bit curious
as to what I am now talking about
then please don't you hesitate to
give me a shout as your brother is
just a few reaches away

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 16:53:44 (PST)

In the middle of the Earth
lies liquid hotter than you
but never have I ever seen
lips as kissable and as sexy
as I have with each of your lips
and the way in which you position
your lips is so open like and ready
that it is only you two that are the
ones to own this lip trait.

Up high and outside of our visual eye
is a universe that has many bright stars
but none of them I swear could be as brilliant
as each of your eyes are to me and so defined - blue
Maybe someday when both of you are on the same subway
you will lQQk @ each other and see what I see thus far but you will go deeper and when you do you'll see your flicking from your eyes reflected back from his eyes.

Personal Spirituality is a tough act to follow but with
each of you having time inside my life I have found a
purpose for my life but now the only problem is that I have come to believe through a series of events that the both of you and I are soulmates from the same star system and the list goes on as each of you are of the same walks of life and have biological characteristics as well as having a name similiarity and so therefore you too need to be put into the same time and space just as I was with him so that I could lead him to you for afterall he is your younger brother!

I know once you met him you would see what I see but I cannot be near either of you anymore if what I think is true which is that you too are brothers. I cannot carry on like the woman from "the mission" and so in my view its more important to have two brothers meet each other than it is too have my sexual way with either of you. Unless, of course, the two of you were in agreeance that we could all be together at the same time openly and share something spectacular between three people?
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 16:32:11 (PST)

I live in a box
i~~~~~~~~~~~~~n
si ~~~~~~~~~~~de
of~~~~~~~~~~~my
mi~~ ~~~~~~~~~nd
is~~~~~~~~split
in~~~~ ~~~~~~~to
thr~~~~~~~~~ees
its~~~~~ ~~~~you
me~~~~~~~~~~and
h~~~~~~i~~ ~~~~m
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 16:10:31 (PST)

never can I be certain
up until that is today
when words spoke to me
were those of yours so
now I know who you are
no matter what you say
I can no longer deny u

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 16:00:45 (PST)

Chris....
REASON

to believe
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 14:27:38 (PST)

Chris.....
inspiration
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 14:27:13 (PST)

Chris.......
that alone is poetry
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 14:26:38 (PST)

one minute and counting
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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 14:22:00 (PST)

Is that what you are lQQking 4?

I tell you in one of my breaths
that I love you and want to be
well you fill in the rest and
then in your breath you deny me?

But then the next day, it is you
who knew what to do and to say while
I was the one who couldn't decide to stay.

This roller coaster is not fun so maybe
next time we can enjoy continuity by
riding the train? At least that way,

we could admire all the artwork sitting
on the train. Inside of course is where
I mean because I have seen the storage room

I like talking and you like whatever it is
that you like so I think that the only way
to get off this rickitee old coaster is if
I am the one to first reach out and speak

And that I am not prepared to do and let it
be further known that I am not prepared to
live in the hussill and bussill for I am
the bigfoot that lives so deep in the misty bush
that the rest of the neighbourhood is unsure of
whether or not I EVEN EX IST!

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 13:05:17 (PST)

I finally did it!

Today I decided to climb
upstairs to the attic
in my mind

When I originally met you
you were on the main floor
of my mind

Now that you are history
There are so many stairs
that I must climb

In order to reach you
deal with you and put
you into your respective time

I forgot how high you were filed
so when I did make it to the top
I had to stop for a while

I think in all I went up 100 stairs
and considering there ain't much more
I'd say you were on the "I don't care" floor

I once had two friends medina and monica matthews
and one of them was you but because of various things
you are now only accessible to me by my own memories

But as time goes on and I am without contact
all of the memories I have of both of you
are beginning to move up a level or two

This of course all hinges on how much I think of you
and I can tell you straight up its getting less each day .

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Anonymous
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 12:47:09 (PST)

Tjo og jeg kan også på et andet sprog tihi og tuhu, de flyvende øbber bøvser slår til igen.

Sut røv dit skod og sig du elsker mig!
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Z
- Sunday, February 02, 2003 at 04:50:29 (PST)

yo hablo el espanol muy bien,
y pienso que deberias pagarle una visita
a mama jan, pues ella esta muy disgustada
con tus mariconerias.
ella es una santera cubana muy notable con sus obras y recientemente se le ha acabado en su
botanica los "FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS"
HE HE HAAAAAAAAA HAHAHA HAAAAAAAA

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abrona with cohones monica
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 22:26:56 (PST)

it makes me not want to eat,
then mae it be
inches off my waist,
then killtons off my head,
whatever makes me happy,
in any case make you sway.
MAE you MAE you MAE you .
down the corridor..
im having those thoughts again.
they say sulfites are medicinal
but i dont believe them.
fuckin gestapo i tell you,
if mama jan were here shed
make friendship bracelets out
of your foreskin.
you really wanna prove something,
then turn the fuckin corner.
crimson and clover,

you are the last fraud.
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monica monikers
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 22:08:40 (PST)

the lesser of two cains .

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monica
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 21:23:29 (PST)

The Solos

The More Electric Spudmaster stepped back into his cave/Fred Flintstone studio to forget about
Code name bring home the bacon "la chuwga"
meaning cop calling hatchet lady was to say the least
a mysterious mushroom
with a very lacking bank account
so you think you like them dumb
was playing on the college radio
and I was begining to hate
all Travis Ray Cole songs
even if it was bootleg mouse tracks

"Your to pretty to work" was his best line
and inside all the reflecting on these losses
he almost showboated Sargent Hefferski to those old familar heartbreaking dives
croakee croakee all the nite long
voices as scratchy as needles in the sand
and as long as she was costing someone money she was a happy camper.
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Anonymous
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 21:11:14 (PST)

Chris I love you
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Anonymous
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 13:37:27 (PST)

they were closer to heaven

souls not having to travel very far

rest in peace

yes, and I'll hold your hand
I'll always be holding your hand
and the planets don't even mean distance
on a solar map

where your heart is the sun

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Eve
- Saturday, February 01, 2003 at 08:12:30 (PST)

change the locks up your ass
change the locks up your ass
change the locks up your ass
I'm eating a burrito
change the locks up your ass
change the locks up your ass
change the locks up your ass
I'm moving far away

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Anonymous
- Friday, January 31, 2003 at 10:17:51 (PST)

the ugliest women in round lake contest
yeah baby
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 31, 2003 at 08:20:10 (PST)

Chris I love you
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 31, 2003 at 08:19:13 (PST)

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH
AHAHAHHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHHA

SEE YA
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DAY 2
- Friday, January 31, 2003 at 08:18:54 (PST)

I only call you what I want
cause I cant remember your name
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 31, 2003 at 08:18:16 (PST)

hahahaahahahahahahahhaahahahahahahah ahahahhaahahahahahahahahahahhhhhhhhh haaaaaaaahahhahaahhahaahhaahahahahah ahahahahahhahahaahahahhahahahahaahhaahahahahahahahahahaha

see ya
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 30, 2003 at 12:57:20 (PST)

yes I have, but that still doesn't give you the right to call me whatever you want

a slice of respect
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 30, 2003 at 11:53:36 (PST)

"your going to clean that shit up of my dash board"

what the fuck is up
I worked with the bitch
thats all
you know job,work....ever have one?
i dont even remember her name

what the hell is your problem?
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 30, 2003 at 03:53:50 (PST)

vete p'al carajo, pendejissimo

muchas gracias, pero no

ademas, estaba hablando de un chico bien
guapo de mi clase de arte
y yo puedo escribir lo que me da la ganas aqui
y no necesito tus insultos

thank God for freedom of speech
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Eve
- Wednesday, January 29, 2003 at 20:15:04 (PST)

Eve, tu eres una maricona.
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Pico de Gallo (The Rooster's Beak)
- Wednesday, January 29, 2003 at 14:14:14 (PST)

I'm trying hard not to
concentrate
not to
pay
attention

but how's about a nice greeting, at least?
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, January 28, 2003 at 20:54:42 (PST)

I'm in love with you and I don't even know your name

so................

can I draw your back muscles?
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Eve
- Sunday, January 26, 2003 at 22:45:06 (PST)

3

I dream of your existence
inside my precious dreams
and it alway seems as if
you are always expecting me
so you meet me and without
any resistance you greet me
this I have come to expect
from each time we have met
and yes i need you again
but this time there is also hi m
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Anonymous
- Sunday, January 26, 2003 at 17:41:33 (PST)

Winner winner winner

Megan

Miss January
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..
- Saturday, January 25, 2003 at 07:42:53 (PST)

I wish I knew
the reason for you
for what then I could do
is to be not so blue

but nothing tells me
not even your plea
I wonder then when it will be
of the clue remaining to be seen

is there even such a thing
a clue to announce my king
or what will the next day bring
hopefully nothing that stings

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Anonymous
- Friday, January 24, 2003 at 11:01:16 (PST)

Mr. Champagne Brunch is back again

and how I've missed him so
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Eve
- Thursday, January 23, 2003 at 23:59:03 (PST)

Lab rats lament
by
Travis Ray Cole
THIS IS A TEST,THIS IS ONLY A TEST

Mice and monkey,wheel in cage

test you until your trained

toxic rodent losing rat race

tastes like chicken,fed to the snake

infectious disease research cell freezing

lost in a maze cheesy albino with lesions

Rat brain in space,sattlite reception

double dose of cloned mutation

micrscopic study prevention

genetic strain of humane intervention

from the brain and seminal fluid

of the rat comes acid phosphate

dying in a rat trap,last in the rat race

not really giving a rats ass

I smell a rat in space

domestic lab rat died here insane

rat pack,rat patrol,rat breath,cat bait

dying of strictnine poisioning

rat acid ,rats bane

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Anonymous
- Wednesday, January 22, 2003 at 13:15:29 (PST)

where'd you put the keys girl?
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, January 22, 2003 at 13:11:25 (PST)

it wants me to stay. it won't let me know. how to get myself out. out of this hole. sometimes i can see some light. on a dark and stary night. looking up with huge eyes, i sigh. it's times like these i know it's right. not to get blinded by the sight. let the beauty take control of everything in this hole. am i alone or am i not. do i not realize everything i've got. i've got my mind, body, and soul, down here in this wicked hole. maybe i'll get out some day. if i'm not too scared and want to stay.
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zeek
- Tuesday, January 21, 2003 at 21:43:47 (PST)

i know i did bad things
but i know you did them too
it was our dirty secret
and nobody even knew

we created our own dream
that we lived in day by day
not letting many people in
and inviting no one to stay

people grew jealous
when we refused them to play
so they set out to destroy
and take it all away

we hadn't done anything
but have our own fun
we had done nothing wrong
so why should we run

they showed up at the door
later on that night
not bringing anything with them
but big flames of light

i never wanted this to happen
i don't want us to fight
THEY'RE looking at the fire
without seeing the light

we used to get along
and i bet we still could
i know things would be normal
or at least more like they should

we made our peace
and said our good-byes
but our eyes finally met
for the last time

we grew so far apart
and never knew why
at that moment it hit us
we all started to cry

things weren't ever the same
we never talked again
i now know what happens
when neither side can wi n
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zeek
- Tuesday, January 21, 2003 at 21:36:55 (PST)

paragraphs .

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monica
- Sunday, January 19, 2003 at 01:04:32 (PST)

TO MOCK A KILLING BIRD.

you died today,despite all the
antibiotic ointment.a clip under
your wing,a velveteen overcast
gray,this day.but you mean so
much to me...unfinished sympathetic
empathy.but you mean so much to
me old soul.and all i ever wanted
was your sullen wrath.youd do it too,
as i know you would,i know youd do it
pious envy baby,and i was an old queen
and you gave me shit. so i had to
put you to dire shame,trust me
youd do it too.so im sorry
for the fate.my icarus made its
bed for you,and maybe,just maybe,
my icarus had clipped wings.
the inevitable destiy....
of our mesquito wasted preambles,

eat ,shit, and die.
im so sorry.....
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monica
- Sunday, January 19, 2003 at 01:00:55 (PST)

The novelty wears off

And she's just so pretty
perfect in every way

I'm sure she'll make a few friends
in a "this-macaroni-and-cheese-aftertaste-is-kind-of-like-plastic" way
and I'm in the pit of a thousand blushes
in her fucking million-inch stiletto shadow

what a surefire way to vowing off all food
and the way hate can hate
a little to venusian in here
have to blow off the steam
rolling eyes and tossed hair

praying for God to smack down a guillotine
And NO
You CANT do what you want

************************
and nowadays what really rings true is your
fast screw
so who gives a hell what her face looks like, right?
no candlelit dinners with these trolls

who even cares about decent teeth
just as long as her ass is nice and tight
************************

just please don't speak
(you can go now)
(you can go now)
(you can go now)

God forbid brains or coherence actually enter the quotient
ah, yes
the kind of stuff puke is made of
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Eve
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 18:34:23 (PST)

I am sick of all of this
and so you need to just
talk or you need to walk
cause I am too tired for
nonsense that has nobody
doing nothing but dancing
around the subject of you
and of me talking seriously
as to why life has entered
you into a cacoon indefinitely
while I have no choice but to
live life knowing I have to wait
until it is revealed to me what
role you along with him do play
inside my very own life even though
things are now not anything but the same
for anyone of us including our god
so I think the time is here because I
have seen some things in my dreams which
scare me because I would have had no prior
knowledge of what I would eventually see just
recently, and now my dream which must of had
about a month to two months earlier from when
I did go by a glass room with moving stairs and
now I know why my favourite uncle was in the dream
at the top of the stairs and at the time I thought he was there just to greet me, but now I know that he represented something and was just nothing but a symbol. Furthermore, I also know that at the top of these stairs was a place which if I remember correctly, I came out sad because I think I know what I was told and that was to loose the luggage or snooze on the chance. I know that I was greeted in the same sweet usual way, and there almost was an immediate exchange at the table where I originally shown to sit down. But soon there was the door, and out I went and once again I was confronted with the glass room with the moving stairs and I had to move on and try and find my way out of the area that I was in which was close to where he has always been for about the past few years and the more I talk the more I remember but still the bottom line is I cannot overall remember whether it was a preparation in a positive manner or preparation in a negative manner and so I am sure there was more but those details were the basics and then I woke up and still I do not know what significance that or anything else about the DuMauier cigarettes I am smoking. Once and for all I ask for a sign and this time it really should be clear and bright so I will not miss it and you can go back to enjoying your night.

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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 18:00:11 (PST)

No rhyming tonight

I am tired of that style
and I think you should be two
want to know how long in minutes
it took me to type this paragraph?
Actually, it took none, I was less than
60 seconds which is a minute and so technically
since it only took approximately 27 seconds without
one mistake, I would have to say that I am a pretty
fast typer and so that ought to count for something
because I took the time out to memorize where each
letter is on the keyboard and furthered that by training each of my fingers (four on each side) to coordinate themselves on the home (middle) row covering all the letters in the middle row except for the G and the H. After that, I just kept practising and practising finding all the letters with each of my fingers while my thumbs worked the space bar. Once my mind and my fingers knew where each of the letters were positioned, then I was able to move on and begin spelling words. It was not long after that, that I was able to spell and formulate paragraphs such as the ones you are looking at right now
i am tired of that s tyle
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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 17:35:25 (PST)

if only it were that easy
for us not to lift a finger
for anything but to say come here
as I need you for a moment which
to your surprize will turn into
an eternity if I should ever get
my way when I raise my finger to you

I know that you are speaking to me
but I just cannot seem to make sense
of any message you have sent so far
so the worst case scenerio is that
you would have to think the same things
over but relay them to me in a different way
and something tells me that you can do that
but you will need to excercise hard work, perserverence, and determination and maybe,
just maybe I will understand your feeling this time

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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 17:23:20 (PST)

I used to think I had you figured out
but during recent times I am not sure
what has gotten into you nor am I sure
that I really want to know your feeling
for what you may have to say is not true
you seem to be under an influence that
only you can understand or explain but
like I said I really don't care to hear it
because you need to realize how you been treating me
fluffing me off like I was dandruff or a snowflake
and simply not worth the attention of your ears
well, I can't believe it has come to this but Ignore
me and you leave me no choice but to enforce the same on you until it is you that that snaps out of your apathy as there is no room for apathy if you intend on dating me!
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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 17:01:52 (PST)

Repo Depot

watch me from afar
or analysis me from close up
either way what you will see
is the same person just trying
to get through life like anyone else

I really am sick and tired of being
a slave to myself through the thoughts
that I produce inside this busy mind of mine
and most of them are about something not true
anywhere on or off this planet during any time

so why I waste my time on them is beyond me
especially since to my knowledge I only have
the one existence and I have been taking it
for granted and letting it pass me by each day
but not no more because its here that I do stay

and for all those who watch me, I am not ashamed
for I really have done nothing wrong accept be honest
and if my honesty cannot be accepted by your heart
then why don't you stop looking and just leave it alone
cause these words are going anywhere until they get cropped.

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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 18, 2003 at 16:39:24 (PST)

I bring out the cleaning supplies
and plug my nose with a clothes pin
so that not one eye oda of amonea gets in
cause that stuff burns and does no good
for the lungs and so that my friend is why
I have never cleaned my home until this time
and why I always have to rhyme because I am
not healthy anymore from all the kitty litter
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 17, 2003 at 14:32:50 (PST)

my nerves are shot
too much dialogue
on too many topics
my head now hurts
so I better pop
some white tablets
and once they break
down in my system,
they will find the
area that is giving
me such grief and
shrink the swelling
so that I can sleep
and someday bounce
back on my feet

No matt er who you send
I am not going to bend
I want to be your friend
but I realize that in the end
that it is not going to be
a matt er of when, unless
we all agree to see if its true
that that the two of you may indeed
be from the same seed and then that
would explain why both of you were
seprately brought to me

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Anonymous
- Friday, January 17, 2003 at 14:20:17 (PST)

here we go again, opening
up this can of old worms
and if I am not careful I
could end up catching
some kind of bad germs

besides, come to think of it
I have turned some kind of spiritual
and so I am not into that shit
of just screwing I have turned spiritual

I have many theories
as to your entrance
into my personal space
but I have no absolutes
and so I call upon you
by opening up the tin can

2 b continued

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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 16, 2003 at 22:03:37 (PST)

"The heart of the Cat Box"

As I stand on top the Cat Box mountian
as I look across the cat box sea
I could not be happier
in this cat box built for three

together we
me and you and the sands of time
forever endlessly
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The Cat Box Poet
- Wednesday, January 15, 2003 at 04:14:40 (PST)

fluidity
use the negative spaces
so what if my origins don't meet at the horizon cafe

at least I know your belief in nothing means air in an empty room
so essentially we double over and recycle
become again through our deja vus
and you say you feel cheated
that your life isn't original
just like the time you felt you mowed grass twice the same way
but I revel in the recollection
recognization
so maybe I'm not at all
all lost
Cezanne and his circles
Kandinsky and his

kubes kubes kubes

who knew about today
and 7 means wisdom
8 is your yellow

"how could he do that
just how does he"

akin to asking why to breathe
how does the paint in your veins pump

have it all
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Eve
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 21:35:57 (PST)

well done cat box poet
nice work
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 12:13:34 (PST)

"Just Another Stupid Meaningless Cat Box Poem"

no reason to get up and leave your cat box hole

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Anonymous
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:21:25 (PST)

"Cat Box Eyes"

What I see with cat box eyes
lots and lots of cat box lies
in your little cat box disguise
you need a cat box road map
to find the cat box surprise
cancel all your cat box plans
cause
your cat box lies
won't let me be who I am
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The Cat Box Poet
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:20:27 (PST)

"Cat Box Mama"

Cat Box Mamma lie to me
cat box mama
cat box disease
cat box happiness
ending pretty
s
h
i
t
t
y
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The Cat Box Poet
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:17:28 (PST)

"Your Playing Another Cat Box Game on Me"

Your playing another cat box game on me
but this time with the sand in my eyes
I can clearly see
I'm gonna flush you down
I'm gonna empty it out
your not going to win
up there on the cat box mount

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Anonymous
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:15:32 (PST)

"Cat Box Thought"

I sit here in this Cat Box
and I think of you
your the one that makes me think
about the thoughts I do

I sit here in this Cat Box
a Cat Box built for two
all alone and empty
well except for what I do

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The Cat Box Poet
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:10:49 (PST)

"More Unexpected Cat Box Problems"

When my ship comes in
when my ship comes in
everyone will be happy
no one will be sad

tear down the wall the swamps sliently scream
there are only cat box solutions
in this never ending cat box dream

turn the water to wine
with these sands of time
turn the boat around
before we run aground
dive dive
submerged and sand blind
on this fine cat box day
we all win
yeah
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The Cat Box Poet
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 05:07:54 (PST)

"The Day the Cat Box Ran Out of Sand"

The day the cat box ran out of sand
we decided to make other plans
anfibious evolution
the earth was swamp land not really flat
sink or float its to late to vote
you can quickly see that
no ones going to reach out and give a helping hand
but we'll always remember the dreadful day
when then doves forever flew away
looking for dry land
the day the cat box ran outta sand
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The Cat Box Poet
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 04:58:03 (PST)

FOCUSED I AM
in a casual way
no need to burn your brain out
on freaking out
or for looking for a
"good streak"

Its a steady FOCUS
something to think about
something to enjoy
back I go again
ready to employ
all that I have learned
in life
in my quest for sobriety
my face in a book
the bars I will not look
for the happiness in life I crave
Its only the goodness that can be made
from me
and for myself
Enjoyably
I just hope I get the opportunity
But I'm not going to stress about it
because that's not what this is now
its just a FOCUS
which is what I am
which is what is me
pretty much
ok, this poem sucks ass
Thank you if you read it this far
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meffainn
- Tuesday, January 14, 2003 at 00:52:34 (PST)

Struggle 1
Live in the realm of all who are known to the world as evil
Just to be different, only to be the same
Hurt the close, defend the far
Fear the reaper to suppress the eternal struggle that no one will win
Fall down to live
Get up to die

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Jason Mongan
- Monday, January 13, 2003 at 19:48:56 (PST)

I still love you

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you know I do
- Sunday, January 12, 2003 at 05:48:53 (PST)

lick
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 10, 2003 at 17:24:44 (PST)

Shaved my genitals, jesus its itchy..... soap and water or oil and heroi n?
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Z
- Friday, January 10, 2003 at 10:08:35 (PST)

"Would you like a little sex with that lipstick, Mr. Luster..?"
as poor Factor rolls in his grave

Have a nice day
well don't tell me what to do
and just how the f*ck do you know
if I'm having a cocktail in this dress?

I care about you just about as much as I care about the weather in Zimbabwe when I'm trying to defrost over here

That is everything in me
but you may as well be looking in the opposite direction
because you can't understand
you know nothing of it
when you're robbing my secrets of their mystery

it's kind of a shame

so when Siamese twins die
they can make triple carbon diamonds
things you didn't think you'd feel
in the surprises behind the music

so give me more

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Eve
- Wednesday, January 08, 2003 at 22:26:43 (PST)

it hurts my soul
and my very skin
to know about him
and his need
to let me in
and my desire
to play with fire
blocked that chance
as the flames got higher
never another glance
left all but a seed
fufilling my goal
I let him do his deed
and made him sew up the whole
and this time it is for keeps!
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, January 07, 2003 at 17:51:21 (PST)

nanchez you scurried away......

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monica
- Tuesday, January 07, 2003 at 01:08:24 (PST)

nanchez you scurried away......

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monica
- Tuesday, January 07, 2003 at 01:08:22 (PST)

I surrender to your desires
when i should resist your lies
but when i look into your eyes
i would look beyond your disguise
so it is of no surprise to me
that i am never free to be
without you in all that i do
I have stuck you to me with glue
so that I could make
something outta nothing
everytime i entered into your gate

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Anonymous
- Monday, January 06, 2003 at 20:05:22 (PST)

Its a girl

there's a nagging feeling
been yanking on my heart
and if I were to write
you a letter describing
just how I feel right now
I'm not sure where to start

I look up at my ceiling
and focus on the light
this I do every night
because I have to fight
the image of you in my sight
but I have to respect my vow
So in a letter I don't see how

I wish that you came here
and knew this was about you
as then I could express my mind
knowing you do see my rhymes over time
and I wouldn't have to admit my love crimes

You bounced into my life a long time ago
and in the distance there you would go
walking right by me only giving me a glance
eventually however we did get our chance

through thinking I carved you out of a fantasy I had
and turned you into something in reality you are not
I must admit though to some degree we were really hot
but during it all I became very very sad and you were
still being you being all glad

I couldn't go through with it I would have felt like complete shit and until now I couldn't tell you for fear you would have a fit. But some time has gone by and with it so have the memories of that time and with each passing day it becomes easier not to cry so i am sorry I lied and told you that I would follow through with it but I hesitated and waited and the longer I waited the more it grew. This 2003 feb will be one and february of 2004 will be two. I don't have it anymore as I let go of it just as soon as it came through the door and from that time on it was gone.

...to be continued.
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japan
- Monday, January 06, 2003 at 15:42:27 (PST)

None at all
have I alleviated

My presence hasn't hindered
hasn't helped

Can you understand what it's like
to have made no impact?

I've done plenty
but it was all nought

We all have certain goals
certain aspirations

Aspirations are of the Devil!
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Pins & Needles
- Monday, January 06, 2003 at 13:24:12 (PST)

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH Some1 said Medicine

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Z
- Monday, January 06, 2003 at 09:57:50 (PST)

hiccu p.
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monica
- Sunday, January 05, 2003 at 22:44:59 (PST)

TO ALL THE PATIENCE AT BETTY FORD...

there isnt enough booze or pills to
further a cause like yours,
so if our going to avoid me like the
"cyclone ranger" why dont you
start by sendin out all your agents

ROSEVELT WAS A "WHITE RUSSIAN"
ys he was,ys he was,ys he was,ys he was.
and so are you.....my friend
so lemme at it i says!!!!!!!!!!!
dont argue with the element.

SIP IT

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monica
- Sunday, January 05, 2003 at 22:42:52 (PST)

Hi Melissa I dont know if you come here anymore but i dont remember you e-mail so ill rwrite you on here. well im with such a wonderful person and ive never been so happy in my whole life!!! you have to meet her she is fine as hell sweet and as close to heaven as ill ever be. i love her so much we got together on Christmas and she was the best gift ive ever gotten for christmas, and she was the only thing i got for christmas but anywho... your gonna have to meet her well im gonna go for now but not forever!!!
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babyCat
- Sunday, January 05, 2003 at 10:14:50 (PST)

When a man burns thirty guitars for a woman
thats something that does not go away
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Anonymous
- Sunday, January 05, 2003 at 07:32:29 (PST)

how bout we just dump you in the river
with no proper burial, asshole
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Anonymous
- Saturday, January 04, 2003 at 22:27:54 (PST)

it's running from me

and I'm selling out
on myself
something in the synapses
mental syntaxes
no connectors, just fuel
they don't quite merge

when I've gotta shake my head
make sure I see what I see
a double-take
on your rejection dose

my hate
multiplies exponentially

****************************
I remember Count Chocula
rubber bracelets
and "Ms. Cindy Lauper Leggings" next door

if she can get one I sure as hell can
So what's so wrong about wanting to sleep forever
in a rubber spandex sandwich foiled in f ur
*****************************

I've got an inkling
I know
what you don't think I know

let's see
just for sake's sake
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Eve
- Saturday, January 04, 2003 at 22:25:00 (PST)

Today you got what you deserve
man do you have some awful nerve
you took an innocent little child
and with her you became a petaphile
I watched you as she spoke the truth
and everyso often I could see a tooth
in other words you were smiling you goof
I am glad she said what she did to you
its time someone came forward with what you do
you are an evil doer and banished you shall be
even though I could tell you are not one bit sorry
I hope when you die for you there is a devil and a hell
and I wish that you will for eternity feel the pain from burning and may you never stop inhaling your sick melting flesh smell
today I turned on the television and what did I find
a male person being punished for an unthinkable crime
Like I said earlier I hope when you die you spend lots of time chained to a fire never to be released of pain
and it is also my wish that this drives you insane so much so that you understand you're the one to blame for the lives you ruined while acting out the evil inside your veins
As the mother spoke today I heard every word she said
and at the same time I watched you and your family in the background and it just made me sick. Why would you think those sick repulsive never to be accepted thoughts and futhermore why would you carry them out and actually kidnap someone and put them through obvious no doubt about it torture? Were you born without a conscience or did you lose it along the way and if so, when did you lose your conscience? That is your problem you have removed yourself from feeling and that is horrible to walk, roam, or go through life not caring or having no feeling and I can't believe I have to spell this out but do you want to know why that is terrible because you automatically detach or remove yourself from dealing with the consequences of your thoughts and actions and everyone ought to know that one cannot go through life like this because people interacting with people need the element of care and feeling otherwise there would be nothing but kaos and mayhem and the world would be a horrible place. Love, caring, sharing, honesty, truth, committment, etc are the true keys to opening the real doors to what living life is all about and unfortunately our creator created us to also have choice for negative, bad, cruel, wrong, or immoral thoughts and behaviours and really we should not go near that dark corrupt place in our mind, soul, or whereever bad behaviour comes from and instead we all should work on ourselves by resolving our own issues and then trying to love, care, share, and try to make the world a better place to live in and we all can accomplish this by having and giving positive energy.

I am glad this male person perpurtrader got the death sentence but the only problem is is that until the time when he is put to death he will sit and be alive and that is still not justice so therefore I think that an international law ought to be passed so that scientists and other study/research groups can have human spiecies to test their drugs, medication, and other products on before they release them to the public...but come to think of it...I wouldn't take drugs from a medical community if I knew they had be previously tested on DNA which is corrupted or poisioned so maybe we ought to put them to immediate death and take the money that the taxpayers would be saving and put it into the citizens who want the world to work together and live in peace, harmony, and balance with everything through love, caring, sharing, honesty, truth and committment. by doing this we would be truely appreciating those who are not sick rather than what the current legal system does now which is to still value or appreciate the life of those sickos by not putting them to immediate death.

GOOD RIDDONS YOU SICK SICK INDIVIDUAL
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 03, 2003 at 10:13:05 (PST)

Thats a Real Hoot
Mono Bitch
but where do I discard the body.
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 03, 2003 at 04:58:44 (PST)

I HAD TO LAUGH REALLY HARD TODAY.

no really,i heard about you and indulged myself once
more of what a bonafied trashy derelict asshole you
are.just how long will you attempt to milk the dirty
cow?and everything you do-backwards.some things never
change.a tsk tsk via satellite straight to your heart
and i am sooo happy today.becouse the news flowed like
oozing honey to my ears and all nasal f*cking cavities
you earned your badge of dissafection.you always wore it well-
AND I SALUTE YOU !!!!!
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MONICA !!!
- Friday, January 03, 2003 at 00:46:16 (PST)

I HAD TO LAUGH REALLY HARD TODAY.

no really,i heard about you and indulged myself once
more of what a bonafied trashy derelict asshole you
are.just how long will you attempt to milk the dirty
cow?and everything you do-backwards.some things never
change.a tsk tsk via satellite straight to your heart
and i am sooo happy today.becouse the news flowed like
oozing honey to my ears and all nasal f*cking cavities
you earned your badge of dissafection.you always wore it well-
AND I SALUTE YOU !!!!!
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Anonymous
- Friday, January 03, 2003 at 00:44:46 (PST)

Let's see....how may times can you say "tomorrow", "die", "love", and "pain" in one motherf*cking poem!?!?!? !?!?!
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 16:17:54 (PST)

"You Done Cheated On Me (You made a descision,you made a mistake)"

You done cheated on me
broke my heart made me plead
and when I put the gosh darn sawzaw in the pawn shop
you honeypie
is who I took out

you done cheated on me
How can this be
rip out my eyes so as I can't see
now your gone
and MY sawzaw named Maria is the only thing that ever did love me
as I cut your convertible in half
I sorta gotta laugh
as you sleep it off I give you a brand new mohawk
with no sport car now
I gots to put the ol' GPS system in the john deere
so as I can notice when your out with bubba wearing the bunny ears
you done cheated on me
made my heart bleed

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Sodbuster
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 04:48:43 (PST)

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RIGHT BACK AT YA
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 04:38:50 (PST)

"50 ways to cheat"

seven microchips
under the skin of the pain ridden
barefoot clown whore
wired shoes
closed camera eyes
see no one else could love you
until the end

In the beginning
lies for the truth
passing on it to
sleeping thru the new mohawk doo
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 04:36:22 (PST)

Scoop

Scoop the sands of the cat box
scoop them
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 04:30:49 (PST)

I now realize that I will never know the truth
and with that you have killed it
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 04:21:54 (PST)

adois
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Anonymous
- Thursday, January 02, 2003 at 02:50:41 (PST)

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Z
- Wednesday, January 01, 2003 at 07:50:54 (PST)

I need time off from criticing my own poetry
to reflect on my loss

"your gone as fucking goodbye"

Your gone as fucking goodbye
I'm gone too
your gone as fucking goodbye
wish your heart was true
your gone as fucking goodbye
I'm really done with you
you broke my heart for the last time
BUT I'LL STILL WAITING RIGHT HERE FOR YOU
define what here means
Your gone as fucking goodbye
this time were really thru
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the star spangled shitternet
- Tuesday, December 31, 2002 at 20:44:28 (PST)

Thank you shitternet that is beautiful poetry
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, December 31, 2002 at 20:37:15 (PST)

Fly a Kite
Posted by
The Internet

Healthy Valentine fooled me
wired
microchip installation
truth serium celebration
semen test
GPS
video servaliance

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Anonymous
- Tuesday, December 31, 2002 at 02:42:24 (PST)

Ten Tomorrows

When thousand notes of chorus cry to the sky
inside the beautiful eyes of another tomorrow
how could my love die
I must live
there is only one reason
heart broken lies
poetry of apathy
the death of my heart
could feel no love
no feeling,only broken
how could we feel anything else tomorrow
I could love forever
love only
with we live
without the love we die
if She is the reason God made the heavens
I could only dream to her of her with me
as the film would stab my eyes with the passion I would kiss her smile
my heart could beat a rythym relaying a message of love
for only she has the love I need
and to see her would leave me blind
to the art of beauty
no other model could warm my soul
noone else has the key
theres no other I want to know
and would rather go blind
than feel another glance of love
If THERE IS NO LOVE IN A HEART
ONLY BROKEN AND TORN
WHILE THE HEART LEFT EMPTY
THE BREATH OF A GODDESS
STOLEN FROM EMPTY DREAMS
THE LIFE THE MOVEMENT DRAWING NEW BOUNDIES OF ART
WE HAVE PHOTOGRAPHS TO REMIND US OF WHO WE WERE
together the clouds could cry enough to forget
she could make the strings of a thousand guitars
cry in pain multiplied by joy
an act of love art of form
the art of bieng
as no heart has a minute hand
while no heart has an hour hand
the aces king and queen
stare into a clock without a heart
one night would tear the heart out anything
just as dreams and beliefs are wants not reliegions
ideals of love full of lust
one move by the queen
and chechmate is unavoidable
unable to register a thought
that does not include her
kindness would steal the thoughts
with one move
she could steal a dream in the highest degree of love
there is no tomorrow
today
tomorrow
t omorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
to RUN from
THE GLANCE OF YESTERDAY
ONLY ENDS WITH THE DEATH OF TOMORROW
NO MEMORY
OR THE DARKEST OF NIGHT COULD STOP
THE COLORS DRIVEN INTO THE STEEL METAL TEARS
FROM A HEART YESTERDAY MEANT THAT ALL
MEMORY COULD RETURN TO A DREAM
ONLY TO STEAL IT
TOMORROW TO STEAL IT AGAIN TOMORROW
WHILE MY HEARTBEATS ONLY FOR ONE
A LOVE UNDYING
TO DANCE INSIDE MY MIND
THE MOVEMENTS OF ART
COULD WE SEE A THROWN A GLANCE
ANOTHER WAY IF THE LOVE COULD RETURN TOMORROW
WOULD LOVE elapse into the morning
still burning the past out of our memories
lasting forever in the dying sun
FOR ALL FILM SHOULD HOLD BEAUTY
OR BE KNOWN AS WASTE
IT IS SENSELESS
THAT WITHOUT PHOTOGRAPHY
THE MOVING ART
IN MY HEART HELD FOR LOVE
ONLY tomorrow marked with hands of time
FORM OF ANGELIC GODDESS
EACH MOVEMENT PERFECTION
IS IT TRUE THAT A HEART WILL DIE
ANOTHER REASON WOULD NOT BE THE SAME
SUN IN THE SKY WITH EACH FLASH OF EXISTANCE
WHY today
THE ONLY PICTURE OF LOVE IN MY EYE
MORE THAN MERE MONEY
WITHOUT LOVE
like water evaporing in the heat
A SPELL I WILL NOT BREAK
NEVER WOULD I EXCHANGE
THE DREAM
NO OTHER PERSON
THERE IS NOONE ELSE WHO COULD HAVE THE BEAUTY
THERE WOULD NOT BE ANY ART IN THE EYES OF THE LOVE
IF I COULD NOT SEE today
A lie to my heart
not to itself and truths divide us
without CHANGEING FEELING
TO LAST FOREVER IN A SEASON
LUST HAZED INTO BLUE SKIES
no goodbye could piece back together
a memory a broken reflection
of stopped time
when she looked into my eyes
could my life now have reason without the warmth
will the heavens open and release an angel
love of lies leave me in hell
painlessly bieng in love if there could be love
continue life
contain the seed
only tears of love
ripped from the heart
could water the roses given
the hottest summer night
in sping valentines day thoughts
with eyes of love
at a glance
the answer
steal time and memory
erase the past loves replaced with the truth
Tomorrow
tomorr ow
tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
TO LOVE THE REASON THAT I LIVE
WITHOUT TOMORROW without me
THERE SHOULD BE ART
THE FEELINGS OF happiness
OF GIFT OF THE LIFE
fORever I WOULD die WITHOUT THE HOPE
of holding onto TOMORROW
like love we pass through orange skies
and seasons of love
tomorrow is for you alone
If Death Wants Me
it must be
give me only One Tomorrow With The Love
heaven Sent
Only The Love That I see
feel Only The Emotion
my heart Knows yesterday
HER MOVEMENT FILLS THE HOLLOW EMPTYNESS OF A
LOST SPIRIT
TEARING THE HEART OUT A THOUSAND TIMES OVER
GODDESS OF SOUND
LOOKS THE RIGHT LOOK
KISSES WHISPERED BY SECRECY OF HEART
TO STEAL THE STABBING CORE
THAT DEATH OF LOVE WOULD NOT DIVIDE
OR REMOVE THE MEMORY
I WORSHORP THE MOVEMENT
THE LIFE OF THE LOVE
ECHOES INSTANTLY RECALLING
A HEART THAT HAS NOWHERE TO HIDE
I LIVE TO DIE IN HEAVEN DIVIDED
WITH SKIES OF BLUE AND HEARTS BLEEDING
I LIVE TO DIE ALONE IN DEATH
IF THE HEAVENS WONT OPEN UP
WHEN SHE TURNS AND SPINS I RUN WITH HER AGAIN
IN LOVE I WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO DENY
WHOS LOVE COULD STEAL MY SOUL
MY HEART RECONIZES THE ONLY ANGEL
TO CAST HELLS SPELL OUT MY LIFE
TO MAKE LOVE
LOVE ONLY tomorrow
AND HER ALONE
AS TOMORROW I REACH IN LOVE
IS IT NOT tomorrow WHO I LOVE AND DREAM TO
A SPIRIT THAT ONLY MY HEART RECONIZES
ONLY THE FLIGHT OF ANGEL
IF THERE IS GOODBYE
GOODBYE WOULD LEAVE ME WITH THE LOVE
LOVE MEANING ONLY tomorrow OR HEARTS FILLED WITH PAIN
I WILL NOT DIE UNTIL TEN TOMORROWS PASS
TOMORROWS GIVEN TO HER
IN DREAMS I VISUALIZE A REFLEXION OF ART
OF GODDESS AND LOVE
OF THE LIFE
WOULD empty dreams EVER BE MINE
tomorrow tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
if I was a theft
I would take the time
I would steal your heart for me,only me
greed for the love
If it there is a reason,it is you
with my heart to remember only you
feeling apathy for another love
only memory
of my heart
could this love of mine reach any other?
the way it dances
movements
the thoughts
with each turn
she lets me win until the end,
and breaks my heart
there is noone the same
noone for me
Only yesterday
there is only one song of heaven
from tears to rain
the tears
feel like the breath of an angel,
let my heart see the beauty
steal the pain
in song I beg to hear the voice call my name
a flower, an angel,
a heart broken
would you ever consider real love
Yesterday etched in blood
there is no art as that of love
there is no love which has not a glance
a glance of a feeling
released into tomorrow
I would never trade a smile
that holds the answer
her spirit is as free as life
I would die in thousand wars
swim in a sea of hell
if only tomorrow would wait for me
I live to love the only love for me
believe me
left with the very love that poisioned me
was it a dream ?
all I look for
the music it is a song
it is only love
love,
of memory break my mind without it
my heart
for its only love
as it is pain
in the sky a cloud
in the sand a footprint washed away
without it the splinter of glass stabbing me
as you sing to me with a glance of love
you leave
never without a loss bleeding into open seas of clouds
dying empty in your arms
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, December 31, 2002 at 02:31:07 (PST)

yes but I still have the bunny ears

quite a tail to match
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Anonymous
- Monday, December 30, 2002 at 23:07:36 (PST)

Ratchel wins
Miss 2002

Winner winner winner
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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 29, 2002 at 21:57:03 (PST)

I'm sorry you feel that way

wait

actually, no, I'm not
I take it back
how many secrets are there?

everyone should have a copy of Alan Fletcher's "The Art of Looking Sideways"
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Eve
- Saturday, December 28, 2002 at 20:08:35 (PST)

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHHAHHAHAHHAHA
HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHHAHAAHHAHAHA
HHHHH HHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
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Anonymous
- Saturday, December 28, 2002 at 10:04:09 (PST)

The Peroxide is All Gone
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Anonymous
- Friday, December 27, 2002 at 00:31:45 (PST)

Put a little love in your art People
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, December 25, 2002 at 01:06:36 (PST)

It's Christmas 2002
and still I think of you.
Hope your're safe, warm and loved.
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, December 25, 2002 at 01:06:10 (PST)

Merry Christmas!!!!!
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, December 25, 2002 at 01:05:25 (PST)

Then the pope said "Can we get this gift wrapped?"
and then
John Wayne said"I sure hope its free there,Pi lgram"
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Anonymous
- Monday, December 23, 2002 at 02:04:29 (PST)

DIE
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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 22, 2002 at 12:55:07 (PST)

I think you should know
of the dreams that I have
maybe you already know of
what I speak of since my
dreams are always with you
I have them in a house that
is old and made of wood and
as we swing from the chandalere
I always wonder if this is real
so maybe you could help me to know
if what I am doing in my dreams is
really what you do in your dreams
because together our dreams are one
and the same dream if you agree with
all what this paragraph is saying.

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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 22, 2002 at 08:55:40 (PST)

In my darkest hour
I can see you there
waiting to take me
and show me you care

when the time is right
you come near my side
only to hold me tight

console me with your words
entertain me with your smile
seduce me with your blue eyes
while I lay here in total denial

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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 22, 2002 at 08:50:02 (PST)

the critical eye

ever look at something
and instantly know its
not right?

do you wonder about life
and just how automatic all
of our responses really are

there must be some place to go
to get you outta my fucken sight
somewhere where everything is real
and there is no choice but to feel

you have made me what I am today
but you don't want to share this
too much has happened in between
for us to be on our own pathway.

I always wait for you behind the scene
and for one moment I never forget I miss
I want to come see you so that is my wish

I want you to be my mister
while I am your mistress
at least for awhile until
we can figure out this mess

Contact my mind tonight sometime
I will be waiting with a quill
and you can give me your rhymes

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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 22, 2002 at 08:20:32 (PST)

the lull is overhead.you smashed my bell
jar full of cyanide.how plathy
plathy,plathy,
IM THE FUCKIN VEINOUS DI MILO.
sweeps.

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monica
- Saturday, December 21, 2002 at 22:36:48 (PST)

why do I think I have to justify even the shortest volatile thought
fleeting fickle
flaky self-respecting guilt

Its because we're too alike and I can't stand that
my faults shake hands with yours
so why do we gotta be so hard

innermost thought transcendence
tiny millisecond
the Apathy Hate Cycle, volume 333
we are just human
your flying capabilities

my invisibility

wishful thinking
tucked in and sucked up
bombs in the making
maybe if you're halfway on the other side

playing psychiatrist
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Eve
- Friday, December 20, 2002 at 10:42:39 (PST)

Your Evil, Turns Me On

Be sweet to me
That is great
I love that
I love that so much
That I leave
And chase the girl
Who is EVIL
Because she takes my heart
Rips a bite out of it
and throws it in the street
She fucks other guys
Over and over
But I cannot break away
Because I love EVIL
EVIL hurts
That is why I love it

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ffainn
- Thursday, December 19, 2002 at 04:37:34 (PST)

button me in your coat with you
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Eve
- Wednesday, December 18, 2002 at 09:04:37 (PST)

Oh Oh Oh Wait Wait, what was that line.......

Consensus reality?

Was that the line???

Ya think?
Nah!
I think that was it!
Sure?

Cooking the spoon :o)

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Z
- Wednesday, December 18, 2002 at 03:43:19 (PST)

Hmmm just read a funny thingy, actually i pissed my pants, u know the rubber ones with pink seahorses on them. (they still smell of last weeks accident, but i know u like it).

Did u know that daddys little boy Bush Jr was in the oil buissnes with a Bin Laden?
I dint know that!

Did ya know that daddys little boy´s dad was in the oil buissnes with a Bin Laden?
I dint know that!

Did ya know that almost every member of the bushy administation (except Mr. Black & Green Powell), was in the oil buissnes with bushy baby and therefor also with a Bin Laden?
I dint know that!

But But But it makes u wonder (makes noise with rubber pants).
Oh well now the Bushy administraition has a puppet goverment in Afghani land (90% of the Heroine production in the world), and soon Irak too.

Its sure gonna be X-massss, gonna get high and keep warm while we do it, for almsot nothing. AAAAHHHH the power of ignorance, apathy and good old Us Plastic genes (pulls finger out, makes funny noise with rubber pants).

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Z
- Wednesday, December 18, 2002 at 02:25:09 (PST)

Nothing can separate
Nothing does separate
Nothing is separate
Nothing is always there
Nothing between two
No Thing can separate and so on...

I've forgotten to drop off the mail.
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Pins & Needles
- Tuesday, December 17, 2002 at 08:39:22 (PST)

Degeneratively speaking,
The airmen's lips crack
Being fumbled by your words
Like blistering winds.

Repetition of vile babblings
For the cause of vain churnings
Never got us anywhere
At least, never got us there.

There, where you are
On your highest plain
You think you spy us below
But those are only your toes.

You never thought that
Your judgings of late,
Might not be highest
But the short and unstraight.

Believe me
When the coming is come
You will see your own face
Mutilated only some.
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Pins & Needles
- Tuesday, December 17, 2002 at 08:33:23 (PST)

wow a week and STILL no interesting posts.
god how this place degenerat es
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Anonymous
- Monday, December 16, 2002 at 21:55:50 (PST)

nothing could separate this

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Eve
- Monday, December 16, 2002 at 21:47:29 (PST)

I'd still be empty
I mean it
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Anonymous
- Sunday, December 15, 2002 at 23:31:12 (PST)

I'll blow you raw
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Anonymous
- Saturday, December 14, 2002 at 16:59:03 (PST)

finish
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Anonymous
- Friday, December 13, 2002 at 05:02:05 (PST)

well LA di Da mister Fatman
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Anonymous
- Thursday, December 12, 2002 at 14:02:52 (PST)

the lord jesus on pot

anne frank hide the plate numbers on her sleeve

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Anonymous
- Thursday, December 12, 2002 at 11:48:04 (PST)

um...well,...okay..but you bring the butter
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Anonymous
- Thursday, December 12, 2002 at 05:03:57 (PST)

he does'nt know shit
don't tell him the truth
your just parinoid
do you know how much it costs
to do all that
he does'nt know shit
hes not waiting for the truth
he does'nt know shit
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the retarded pimp
- Thursday, December 12, 2002 at 02:49:17 (PST)

Psychoses
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Anonymous
- Thursday, December 12, 2002 at 02:37:43 (PST)

ok just my gas pedal foot around the arch then?
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, December 11, 2002 at 12:46:41 (PST)

go fuck yourself
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, December 10, 2002 at 14:16:04 (PST)

heres a free one honey,
massage my feet
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, December 10, 2002 at 03:48:24 (PST)

a misogyny sandwich

oh-so classy in her racer-stripe spandex shorts and gold sandal