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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

Merkaba 10-01-2005 01:03 AM

Reggae smoke altered his perceptions.
Minds eye afire, inspired by the candle
and a shoebox full of paper memories.
Intentions shredded in piles on the carpet.

Freelance
Dipped
Suede
sword

cchappychappy 10-01-2005 12:58 PM

A freelance writer in his prison,
Dipped his pen in a bottle of ink.
Writes on paper, beautiful as suede,
The pen truly is mightier than the sword.

Strong
beaten
assasinate
establish

wastedyouth78 10-01-2005 01:45 PM

You know they thought their army was strong, but they were wrong, so wrong
beaten into submission by the radicals, they should never have come along, now its gonna take so long, so long
assasinate the president, thats what the critics say
establish a new government and let freedom come our way


Night
Denied
Tortured
Survived

Doctor Night 10-01-2005 01:59 PM

Want sex this Night
Because I feel Denied
Tortured by my self right
I'm glad I've survived

Jump
Goon
Summer
Italics

Permanent Solution 10-01-2005 09:30 PM

Jump in my plane
Goon that you are
Summer's always the same
Another italicized scar

/really rusty :-\

aftershock
Epidemic
Echelon
Indivisible

fretfriend 10-02-2005 12:11 AM

The aftershock hit me just as hard as the first blow,
Now the epidemic in my heart is getting larger,
This is raising me a echelon every night I make it through,
Finally my indivisible heart will blow past you.

insomnia
frequencies
fronteer
marquee

blueseptember 10-02-2005 12:23 AM

Insomnia always seems to get in the way
Of sifting through frequencies, waiting for someone to say
"Your finally in lights, on the stage for everyone to see...
Too bad they misspelled my name on the marquee"

exhausted
found
faith
nereby

atabner 10-02-2005 03:11 AM

Exhausted by the daily lies,
Never found the reason why.
Faith was only a whisper away,
Always nearby, in an angel's smile.

Don't
burn
fade
away

fretfriend 10-02-2005 01:09 PM

Don't turn your face and,
tie my heart with another lace
just fade <hold long>
Away <hold longer>

just fade <hold long>
Away <hold longer>

please
cut
wasted
alternative

atabner 10-02-2005 01:51 PM

*Nudge* You forgot the second word *Nudge* and it's supposed to be more an exercise in writing a full stanza than a catchy chorusy type thing.

blueseptember 10-02-2005 02:19 PM

oh well...on with the game

Please tend to your wounds
Hold it in, stop crying
we dont have to die tonight
but the alternative is far too unsatisfying

blueseptember 10-02-2005 02:20 PM

oh yea i forgot my words


Follow
place
found
plague

fretfriend 10-02-2005 03:16 PM

Follow my heart,
To this place I saved for you,
I found it in the darkness,
With a new plague running through.

Peace
mental
long
distance

AngusYoung413 10-02-2005 08:21 PM

But then we killed the man who actually believed peace could last
Our bodies may be fine, but our mental strengths are fading fast
Long before we killed the man who knew peace wasnt a flower fad
We went the distance, but now weve forgotten what we actually had.



revolver
sedate
bridge
caress

BuddhaRockstar 10-02-2005 10:07 PM

First try at this-

My shiny new revolver, warm in hand
It sedates me when I touch it
As I cross the old wooden bridge,
I caress its lovely trigger.


king
bicycle
scarlet
evade

ozzfest05 10-02-2005 10:41 PM

tyrany amongst kings,
lies a bicycle ride away,
the scarlet feaver in which consumes,
evades our lust when we betray,

daemons
trechery
morbid
fascination

amp7325 10-03-2005 05:38 PM

The daemons in between the lines
The robots of treachery
In a morbid place unlike this place
Are the fascination of giants.

Mice (or mouse, whichever you prefer)
Calendar
Dust
Paperclip

jade858907 10-03-2005 05:54 PM

Mice scater upon you, the deceiced
Marking on calenders till your anaversery
The dust clouds in my distrot mind
As I paperclip this day....your death

Aquamarine
Liberate
Mocking
Circulatory

LiamOfDTribe 10-03-2005 06:04 PM

An aquamarine orb rolls forward with a gust of wind
liberating the sodden ground beneath it's luminescent shadow
Mocking gravity it floats softly upwards
as it joins the others in the circulatory winds

window
bicycle
amber
puddle

fretfriend 10-03-2005 07:50 PM

When I left you were staring though the window crying
I rode my bike with out turning around and my love was a diein
I took the amber from a match and burned the world down
The intense fire was stoped by a single puddle of tears

Sorry
Never
Fire
Come


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