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Animas Animosity 09-18-2005 10:44 AM

dig through whats left,
but i dont want to go home,
so dont bother with such trivial things,
like catching a firefly,

tongues
remember
alabaster
bubble

Snak3 09-18-2005 01:06 PM

Many tongues i have kissed
It is very hard to remeber
The alabaster day
Lets just destoy the bubble.

Grim
Line
Fresh
Rabbit

cchappychappy 09-18-2005 05:01 PM

The day seems so grim,
like a line in the sand,
or a fresh, rotting head.
or a fluffy dead rabbit.

gorilla
venerable
eccentric
soften

burton.and.gas 09-19-2005 01:16 PM

a gorilla in a corner of everyone's mind,
the venerable kings of my meaningful ending,
its so eccentric to say what i think,
and now ill soften into ur mind.

use these words:
socks,
scribble,
spot,
slicer.

cchappychappy 09-26-2005 05:49 PM

The bloodstains on these socks look just like,
scribbles in my notebook.
I spot a familiar blot on my toe,
It's the slicer and the rook.

sun,
kinky,
hygiene,
fallen.

AngusYoung413 09-26-2005 06:03 PM

sun start a shinin', as he forbade
that kinky little girl done went astray
hygiene startin to slip and fade
as my heart has fallen to the deepest gray

mockingbird
tower
worth
sharp

Snak3 09-26-2005 09:05 PM

The singing of the mockingbird wakes me up
As i lay in the tower really high above
IS it ok to just forget my innocense and grow up?
then again, society is really sharp, it may tire me alot

age
wisdom
crimson
lady

xKONRADx 09-27-2005 01:44 AM

que age
wisdom: fade
crimson lights ignite
and the lady sings

slut
skew
train
follow

Gypsy Campervan 09-27-2005 02:08 PM

drown yourself in the wine of a slut,
skew the trigger on the 32-20,
get on the train an' speed away,
but don't you forget the money.

Gypsy Campervan 09-27-2005 02:08 PM

Stones,
Passway,
Route,
Night.

amp7325 09-27-2005 03:28 PM

Reftify your bones if you want to stand
Your stomach is your battery in this gruesome game
Syphilis is your timeless weapon in a timeless fight
And the vegetarian in the corner is the victim.

Island
Orchestra
Wheel
Business

jazzfunkboy 09-27-2005 04:25 PM

[QUOTE=amp7325]Reftify your bones if you want to stand
Your stomach is your battery in this gruesome game
Syphilis is your timeless weapon in a timeless fight
And the vegetarian in the corner is the victim.

Island
Orchestra
Wheel
Business[/QUOTE]


i sit on my white private island
an orchestra of wind talking
lost since we invented the wheel
and buisness became our father figure

cabinet
bottle
window
grass

... i tried.

AngusYoung413 09-27-2005 04:34 PM

Inside her cabinet of broken hearts
she keeps a bottle, which I will seize
Quick from the window the temptress darts,
but I've made it to the grass with ease

rodeo
clash
affair
summertime

Snak3 09-27-2005 06:30 PM

i leave my life as a rodeo clown
my struggles seem like clashes with bulls
please forgive me of my affair with your wife
the one we had on the summertime

Snak3 09-27-2005 06:30 PM

father
clown
weather
theater

amp7325 09-27-2005 08:40 PM

My fingers are fathers to the sound
Like a circus to a clown
The weather won't keep me down, oh no
This is a theater - there will be a show


extra
devious
sheathe
wooden

CSD & the Soul Machines 09-27-2005 09:20 PM

Splashed extra alcohol
Devious; her smile
Dare I sheathe my splintering heart?
Wooden; her smile

plot
weather
days
golden

Muse_ 09-27-2005 09:32 PM

The plot begins to thicken with the mood,
The weather coming down around our ears
Gone are the restless days of solitude.
Here are the rain-soaked times, our golden years.

Cancer
Regret
Design
Careening

xKONRADx 09-28-2005 12:27 AM

cancer, scorpio
regret the work we do
design the dye, refine the lie
while careening for the sky

south
plain
clear
hole

Gypsy Campervan 09-28-2005 12:02 PM

South in the summer,
cotton on the plain,
living ghousts, clear their hands,
filling the black hole.

Laughter,
Thrill,
Chains,
Mill.

AngusYoung413 09-29-2005 04:34 PM

Laughter is a feeling Ive never felt
the thrill of it all would be a tale to tell
Chains restricting my usually open mind
Get through the mill and find my way to hell

bucket
cancel
ladder
brew

amp7325 09-29-2005 08:07 PM

Floating in a bucket, under the clouds
The primetime rain was canceled midflight
Now climb a latter through the fog
And brew the most fresh refreshment

Aerosol
Bucket
Camera
Dolphin

Gypsy Campervan 09-30-2005 06:35 AM

Aerosol burns,
and a paper bucket,
shot to piece with a camera,
sad demise of Tim the dolpin,


What
is
the
point

Malice 09-30-2005 07:52 AM

What is the status of our progress?
I'm the narrator in this, this is just the prologue.
Now just tap your feet to the beat.
Point your fingers and shout SUPRISE!

Time
To
Go
Die

strummerkid 09-30-2005 08:15 AM

The clock in the hall screams the time,
The orders to labour, the command of the chime.
Go to the bunkers of forfeiture,
Die in the grips of a torturer.

Frappacino
Modern
Concrete
Daffodils (any flower you like other than rose)

atabner 09-30-2005 09:57 AM

Like a Frappacino for the mind,
A modern call to wake,
Concrete reminders
Of a lily-white wake.

(Quite like taht, may try and work it into a song!)

Desire
passion
beach
lust

Nothing about love or relationships, if you can.

wastedyouth78 09-30-2005 02:55 PM

The DESIRE of succeeding in a world full of hate
I turned into a dreamer and took the PASSION to my veins
Now im stuck in a rip, just trying to make it back to the BEACH
Lost the LUST for life now that my dreams seem outta reach

Hope this is cool,, im a virgin to this game

Turning
Mixed
Shadow
Creatures

ibanezgsr200 09-30-2005 03:55 PM

all the worlds never lie
the mixed emotions will make you quake
let the shadows die
and let the creatures wake
(Tough first lines)


book
bottle
glee
tears

wastedyouth78 09-30-2005 04:23 PM

I read the book that bore my name
a bottle of pills percribed for the pain
No more glee inside this child
all tears gone, repiticious denial


lucky
your
not
violent

amp7325 09-30-2005 10:13 PM

He wasn't one of the lucky ones
Lying in the middle of the road, in your split second vision
No, he was not one of the lucky ones
A violent end is an end nonetheless

Reggae
Candle
Shoebox
Carpet


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