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ShadowGovt 11-25-2004 09:58 PM

EDIT: mods, please delete this...my browser posted my message twice.

ShadowGovt 11-25-2004 09:58 PM

Stuck in purgatory, devoid of emotion
Hanging in midair, like floating in bullettime
An unlimited number of images in my mind
Yet your face lingered, and you are my only desire.
<=>
Colour
Dark
Light
Spectrum

Electric Riley 11-26-2004 07:00 PM

You didn't use Cross!

Who cares of the colour,
Light fades to black
Dark killed by white.
Can't reach outside the spectrum...

Pray
Believe
Conserve
Ablivion

livinfoRHCP 11-27-2004 12:02 AM

LIMERICK TIME!!!

There once was a man who liked to pray
and believe, he did, in what we say
Conserve your strength
It comes in length
'Til OOOOOOblivion be on this day

homie
straightup
fight
jail

i live for mullets 11-27-2004 12:07 AM

Those words are ghetto

A homie afeard for his life, he did
His brother's straightup crazy and so he hid
They finally met, and fight did they
Now at a jail is where they will stay

moon
czar
tristedecophobia
circle

morrissey 11-27-2004 12:09 AM

Yo Homie -
I'm a straightup gangsta
I get in fights with my motha
Been in jail, long than any otha

ummrph.. grumzle... urrmmph


EDIT: Ouch, beaten by 2 minutes :(. Oh well, use his words.

A_Perfect_Sonnet 11-27-2004 12:12 AM

triskaidekaphobia*

Electric Riley 11-27-2004 01:13 AM

13 Full moons that year.
13th Czar of the land
Eaten by my triskaidekaphobia
Cutting 13 circles in my hand.

eew.

Abnormal
Fear
Of
Photographs

ShadowGovt 11-27-2004 10:12 AM

These people, they call me abnormal
They taunt all my faults and my fears
I say i ignore them, i lie of my strength
but these photographs still bring my tears.

Wish
Was
Not
Here

darkslide 11-27-2004 11:30 AM

i catch myself wishing
for a future that was meant to be
not for these unpleasant circumstances
for now i fade, as if i was never here

Given
Fault
Made
Spent

bmxinbassist 11-27-2004 01:41 PM

ive been given this gift but i dont think ill acept it,
its my fault that i cannot protect it,
im starting to regret that im made with no pain
spent all my talent, spent it on my fame

glass
spray
sound
know

burton.and.gas 11-27-2004 03:42 PM

the glass illusion is easily smashed,
and whilst we stand in the fake sea's spray,
i hear a sound coming to me,
and i know that sound is hollywood.

four words:

tokyo,
paris,
vegas,
still

FinalRain 11-27-2004 05:04 PM

tokyo
vegas
paris
still

i was sitting in tokyo one day,
when vegas crossed my mind.
paris has got to cold to play,
still vegas is way too loud.

proper nouns... gah.

try
something
else
now

FinalRain 11-27-2004 05:04 PM

i was sitting in tokyo one day,
when vegas crossed my mind.
paris has got to cold to play,
still vegas is way too loud.

proper nouns... gah.

try
something
else
now

FinalRain 11-27-2004 05:14 PM

i was sitting in tokyo one day,
when vegas crossed my mind.
paris has got to cold to play,
still vegas is way too loud.

proper nouns... gah.

try
something
else
now

BMM 11-27-2004 11:05 PM

why do i try so hard
to falsify something i know to be true
there has to be something else
now cant there please be something else

casket
slap
crack
stumble

Up The Irons 11-28-2004 12:50 AM

a useless casket
death slaps me and laughs
a crack in the worlds expectations,
i stumble upon everyone else

crawl
forget
another
flaw

morrissey 11-28-2004 12:57 AM

Crawl into my arms; discomfort only entertains me.
I'll forget your tainted memories - if you forgot my reputation.
Crawl into the arms of another; surely to enlighten me.
Despite your flaws, you will remain my closest enemy.

need
to
cling
something

severed_heaven 11-28-2004 02:06 AM

Nice Mozza, like it

This is the only time you will ever need faith
To the liars and lost, the pawns of society
Helplessly clinging on the the final piece of nothing
Wasting your time doing something...just suffering

hmm...i'm soooo emo :rolleyes:

post
screen
push
weird

morrissey 11-28-2004 02:16 AM

oo thanks severed_heaven (you need a nickname.. that takes too long to type.. I will think of something ;)).

A battered young man; asleep beside a post box.
Screening his thoughts, screening his thoughts.
A push from a banker, an embattled soul
Slightly weirder than you and I will ever know.

Yes, that was as terrible as you though it was.
*bows*

indifferent
calm
you
state

severed_heaven 11-28-2004 02:26 AM

Hmm a nickname...nah nothing comes to mind :upset:

A feeling so indifferent to that of a condemned man
But still he swallows an aura and a calm air of reassurance
A depth so deep you could never surface for more
Drowned he floats face down in a state of animated consciousness

smile
waste
wall
plug

morrissey 11-28-2004 02:33 AM

I'll just call you sev for now, until I come up with something better :thumb:

I crack a smile, but only to fool you.
Otherwise its energy gone to waste.
Back on the wall, head in the clouds,
Unplug my senses, you were meant to.

Never
Had
No
Ever

severed_heaven 11-28-2004 02:45 AM

Sev is ok...it'll do i guess

Never knowing, like belonging to a different intuition
Believe it was a wrong decision that had something to do with
The way "no" always comes out as second nature answer
So if you ever need to ask, you've already read my mind...

blow
cast
deep
door

burton.and.gas 11-28-2004 05:30 AM

blow down the wall,
cast your free will into cement,
deep as you go remember this,
the door never opens to working man.

free
to
be
me

bmxinbassist 11-28-2004 06:51 AM

finnally i set free of who i really wanna be
and put all my feeling on to this cd
all my feeling were hidden, now they can flea
you would understand this if you try to listen to me

glue
pain
drink
never

son of sam 11-28-2004 01:27 PM

glue together your broken sorrows
i know the pain is hard to swallow
just drink this substitute right down
never look back, never frown

speak
free
indulge
carefree

theredwonder 11-28-2004 02:08 PM

speak of your dark secrets
let free the terrors of your nights
indulge yourself in paining me
you're carefree, its a comfort

skee ba doo
do wop bop
she bap a doo n doo
i love skat

or

broken
hearts
concrete
floors

son of sam 11-28-2004 02:23 PM

broken memories, dis jointed fears,
like hearts in disguise, thats one more to steer,
in my rearview i could always see concrete,
now the floor seems so comforting to me

spandex
woe
masquarade
ball

morrissey 11-28-2004 02:24 PM

Dam[I]n[/I], redwonder, you make me want to skat too! :(.


Broken glass pierces the night air.
A chill runs through my heart.
Head against the concrete,
Head against the concrete floor.

Beedlie bop um boo wop
She bam boo!
riddle tiddle nick wok
she bee she doo!



EDIT: DAM[I]N[/I] IT! I must post faster :(. Take his words.

burton.and.gas 11-28-2004 02:53 PM

spandex adorned poseurs wasting all the time,
woe is not me cos i hate woe,
and i think that all woe is a jolly masquerade,
of glumness being hit squarely by a ball.

crimes
subordinance
grind
quintessential


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