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Yeah, you're a ****in' angel
I told you before, you're orgasmic I'm debonair and swift Sophomoric and exposed, you can't resist Sweet Mother of God |
sweetness drips from a woman's eyes
a mother watching her child lie in a treacherous bed of heartfelt lies god help the boy just get by the time has come |
The song of a bird ricochets off of tangible glass
As times flies out the same window and when it's serenade has no voice I'll come back down and sing for you she's just warming up |
I know she's nothing tangible
just another fix, just another coma but I guess I was warming to the idea of waking up every morning. you're on my side |
She's just warming up,
She's got her newer needles She's sticking them through your heart Watch as poision murders your soul You've got, you've got, NO CONTROL Race Space Earth Mirth ^ Some nice easy ones for you to rhyme, besides, I couldn't think of anything better. |
You're a race that cannot be won
You're the space between the earth and sun With a mirth mask of fun. I hate Dead Religion |
I knew what was coming when he opened his mouth
He told me he hates being here, and hates this town I said I saw him on the dead streets at night he said " what do you expect? This is a suburb, not a religion" we walk through doors |
We sit under porch lights in the grandeur of June
But you walk alone, with each sin you impugn, Through steeples and graveyards and storefront windows But theie doors were locked and your eyes were closed I cant stop rhyming |
I know there's a soldier somewhere
but I can't relate at all If mothers would stop their crying children maybe I could keep my melodrama from rhyming this one wasn't good |
I wrote this on the back of a term paper
On one hand, I flunked, because I kept it for record so that wasn't very cool but I got a sweet verse, so thats good Oh Man I'm Awesome |
Oh, how time flies when we're wrapped up together
the men who jealously wait for you, they have no idea I'm intent on finishing this, regardless of the hours we'll sigh at the sight of the awesome dawn rising these words are easier |
I'll blame these years on inexperience
and words of false hope. Relationships are like newborns and neither are easy to let go. Thank You Very Much |
You'll thank the men who held you here
a captive, or were you? you knew more than you ever let on the very words you spoke were testament to that and the poems I write show how much I know about these things. days go pretty fast |
Hours lead to days and you still lead me on
A hook in my mouth, the show must continue I'm a pretty puppet. You're so softly shrewd. fast and agile yet composed Its like pulling teeth |
It's a beatiful marble floor where I sleep in clean sheets
unconsciousness adrift in, like, a silver casket dreams pull me deeper into a darkened hallway and I step on teeth, oh god it's a dentist's office I knew all along |
I laugh, for half my life I wasted
If I knew what I knew then, I'd know All the times I spent trying to grow And I was just stringing myself along Come Gather 'Round People |
come from from everywhere
gather all your belongings round up the kids people are gonna die? the worst one yet |
The crystalline sky drips green
it is the worst it has ever been With not one warm light there has yet to be an end to this envious night. Please buckle your seatbelts |
pleas dont be a fool
buckle up and dont be a tool your face will be smashed in if your seat belts are made of tin Camera Chair Modem boat |
save this images with a camera
the chair were the editor lies A modem to the knowledge of the world and boat to arrive to your demise wood fraternity bug rabbit |
The wood floor shook and swayed
as the fraternity partied and played The bug on the carpet was squished by a heel as the rabbit was shot in the field Fat Tank Sexy Purple |
Fat lies in a slim surrounding
the tank of sins emits its end Sexy woman tempting my soul Purple clouds shade me my Friend Affair Pen Hat Pizza |
Touch thighs in the stockholm affair
blindfolded, you erase your own pen With this hat, i do define the cuts of pizza oddly entwine tonight Ten know Classroom Bottle |
Ten is the number that decides your fate
you know you're moments away form death And in the classroom the Teacher of pain comes And the bottle of oblivion soon will let drops fall Red Hot Chili Peppers |
red skin will flex and not break
Hot as the pan from which you fled and still you bite off too much chili And wish endlessly for sweet peppers Feeling Ceiling Being Healing |
New Being!
No limits, no ceiling! Invicible feeling! All is healing! New Drunk Nature Mild |
and now you post four words...
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You mean the four words edited into my last post?
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Itching in skin shedding for new
Imagine drunk, the weight you could lose It’s nature at its finest you see Sober up to a mild and take it seriously Emperor Sanction Artesian Catastrophe |
An ancient emperor who fancied rum
And dropped a sanction on his son From artesian waters he looked out to see His son take flight from this catastrophe Telescope See-saw Sippycup Cell phone |
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