08-02-2004, 01:16 PM | #231 |
Check mate.
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I've got yours, I've got mine.
Sink your hand back into your pocket what you want, you know I've got it don't wish to pay me? Well, that's fine I've got yours, I've got mine Won't take no for an answer, that being said don't pay for your goods, better off dead Not enough money, nothing for you Have to pay to live, to make it through So reach a little deeper, grab a little more I'll give you what I've got if I know you're for sure Want to know, need to tell Bluff and then you're destined for hell Turn your back, little boy, leave for good Don't need your kind in my neighbourhood Ain't got the guts, I ain't got the time I've got yours, I've got mine.
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08-02-2004, 09:06 PM | #232 |
Cyberpunk Detective
Join Date: Nov 2003
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Post Slice Blues
Hurts to walk yeah, so I still sit all day long hours not counted not wasted so precious earlier, yet now in abundance Yeah, I still sit and I wonder what I'm going to do with it all And the answer each day the same as before So if it hurts to move and it hurts to think too much time on my hands to know what to do with And, yet, besides all that I'm still happy Why is it people say I have the "Post Slice Blues" - Author's note: Heh. Yeah, it sure sucks to be me, right? +15xp to the person who can figure out what it is I'm talking about.
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08-04-2004, 08:22 PM | #233 |
Sacred Samurai Gunslinger
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Tear Drops
Show me a truth that I didn’t know Breathe me an answer filled with woe Make me weep and let memories flow Drain the waters of sorrow and pain Wash away bloodstains like a summer’s rain Hold nothing back don’t let the suffering remain Each teardrop glistens as it falls It shines because it’s free from all Sing me to sleep to a land of old Where trouble doesn’t follow and it never gets cold Comfort me in arms of love and care I need you now like I need the air Whisper to me softly, like a prayer Tell that you will never let go Wrap me up like new blanket of snow Mold me to be strong like I was dough Then set me free to do what I know.
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08-05-2004, 12:52 PM | #234 |
The revolution will be memed!
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Some of you may have noticed that I've not posted for a while. Thats because I've been away. But don't worry. Osterbaum still posts in this thread. And not just these things, but poems too. There will be some long pauses though now that school starts again. Expect my next poem some time next week. Just FYI.
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08-06-2004, 08:01 PM | #235 |
Sacred Samurai Gunslinger
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Lost the Remote
TV Remote Oh TV Remote where art thou Lost are you to me and lost truely you are I vow Come not to me if ye thinks me fool I am your master and you are my tool Twas fate that bound you to mine hand Forever shall ye change channels from across the land If it be-ith my command ye shall make yonder TV Roar Or silence it instantly to make sound no more Where are you now that I cannot find Show yourself because without you I'm in a great bind
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08-07-2004, 01:06 PM | #236 |
The revolution will be memed!
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Give hate a budge
Forever you try to make me fall Try to make me fail I still will stand happy and tall Like a dog, wag my tail For I don't hold a grudge I don't want to All it does, is give hate a budge(like a push...right? me talk english good...) And that, I will not do My lates work. For some time actually. Atleast it seems like that, It's because I haven't had acces to the computer and I'm at my best at poetry when I write with my very own PC. I really don't know why...Creepy.
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08-08-2004, 06:20 AM | #237 |
Check mate.
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For every word you haven't said
another thought lurks in my head for every thing you want to say another worry heads my way Why do you turn away from me? Those tears, (I wasn't meant to see) but to see that pain within your eyes Was I the cause of your demise? For every time you stop to think I find myself upon the brink For every wish that you hold back I find myself losing the track Why do you hide away from me? Empty truths and lies I see but to know you're hurting deep inside Was I the cause of your demise? I wish you'd tell me where I stand we used to walk hand in hand Now we're opposite sides of the street Your eyes dare mine to meet And you still don't care that it hurts me To see you suffer, I can't leave it be So tell me the words you long to tell Keeping them inside allows you to fail I can't help you to fly or rise If you allow me to be your demise.
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08-11-2004, 06:14 PM | #238 |
Deus Lupus
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: The City of Angels
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Oh Lost Night
Oh torment of the lonely darkness self-imposed to exorcize these demons exhale them into the dark night and leave only the soothing emptiness of zen To drown them in that most intoxicating draught the company of friends Or to nurture them press them close and distill from them the bitterness that when mixed with the sweet turn of phrase creates the lifeblood of art.
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08-11-2004, 08:04 PM | #239 |
Sent to the cornfield
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Like saplings in spring
As the camel to water I see her again. |
08-12-2004, 10:05 AM | #240 |
Magikoopa
Join Date: Mar 2004
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To ride the swirling maelstrom,
To wield the surging magic, To hold the blazing fire in my hand, To be the channel for chaos, To be the craftsman of dreams, To be the witness to wonder, unseen worlds before my eyes, To be the storyteller, the dreamer, the inlet for magic to the world. (Not that I'd call myself an artist, but when I am inspired to some degree, this is how it feels)
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