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Deal with this for a week!


Sergeant somebody
In my window sill
Pitching me
Lilliputian romance, fuck off

I dont want to hear
No serious stuff no
No Cyrano
You can not come with me

To see the trespasses
Of my plum garland
Scarlet remnant
Tangent turvy

The moon shot
Is all I got
Whore
She is my girl officer

Without a gentlemen
Just me...
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suburban_relapse:
Nice words.
photomares:
it would take me an hour to type all that!...Im sloooooow
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Jeebus don't want me for a sunbeam.
-Ebonic Kurt

again these statements are not related.

Mossy Rock

My style that of a carp
The poets sucker fish
Collecting under water
Treasures of beer cans

And singing songs
About naked kids
And must dew albacore
Tasting mid-afternoon
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blasfemme:
*belch*
kybella:
Ha... you are a strange one. How ya been?... like in my kind of language, please. kiss
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I swear Leonard Cohen plays while I am dreaming...there is no other way the music is as familiar as my soul thinks it is. Okay, so here is another installment of does anyone really care to read this. Sulk. Sulk. Smile. Laugh...it's saturday, and I am going to explain something beyond my vague poetry...so here's something from what's *going on* in my life...I am off...
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slut_free_youth:
ha ha you're so cute... stop smile
madi:
Ohhh... I like that alot. *copy* *steal* I'm kidding I would never steal someone elses work. I always take time to read everything you write, I'm trying to get to know you thru journal entries. whatever Blah. kiss
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2 1/2 parts Genesis
1 1/2 part dark energy
add a splash of humanity
garnish with women
and stir......

Imprint of the universe

Do you ever feel
Like a rat
In a cage
Made by earth

As if a boy
Under god
Looking at woman
Without science

A demonology
Of cosmos
To figure the genius
Of god

To use manipulations
Like a craftsmen
Steps to...
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ragdoll96923:
like youre gonna die one day

thats right i said it
photomares:
20 dollar cover charge wink
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I swear sometimes I am only depressed on cloudy days...today is sunny...this poem has nothing to do with either...does anyone actually get what I am trying to say...anyways...here's to you words.

Graduate perspective

Sown to contrast
As change
Better than
Trailers

Pitchforks
And rubbish
Magnolia pie
And Rhubarb vespers

Cackling to dawn
Pouring gasoline
Lighting charisma
Celibate as a monk

In the seventies
Loving Betty...
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abyssia:
I may not always get what you're trying to say, but I try. My responses are usually based on my initial reaction. I always appreciate the writing in itself, but no, I don't always get you. I wish I could say otherwise, but you asked and so, you get the truth. When I do think I get you, I am actually afraid to presume to say as much. I am intimidated by not only your writing, but the depth it points to. So why do I keep reading? Because that same depth draws me to.
madi:
Sorry, for being a bitch. I don't want to fight w/ you.
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Water on Mars


Fragile like a firm hand shake
Gentle for willpower
Willing to be anything
Brighter than sunshine

Afraid of the dark
And suicide
Bleeding more then
Then usual

Pale faced smile
Lipless teeth
Teetering plainness
Unmentionably breathtaking

Victorian
In make-up
Perfect
By grey prose

Trouble
But beauty
A pine cone loving
Cactuses for warmth

Maybe blossoming flowers
Mostly overrated
Bleeding
Time capturing glue...
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madi:
Well thanks for being apathetic... surreal
abyssia:
It's like drinking butter-drenched rose petals.
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I have fallen in love with a girl I will never see again...and kinda of feel like a bitch...I used to have proverbial balls...please god don't ever make me an eunuch....
blasfemme:
there is no cure.
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I think life is jealous of metamorphasis....and me, the old days, yesteryear faded ignorance, when my heart was open, and my eyes holy....tell me wat you think of change...and love.
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blasfemme:
love is bonding, not binding.

love
blasfemme:
i am such a fucking hippie....

puke
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Gomorrah

So dont meditate
But I want to
Yes I am giving myself cancer
I bet we all are

But why die faster
I have no reason
I am bored
This fate is killing me

I am trapped
I am a sail to a nuclear reactor
At some point I was hope
Chuckling larceny is my triangle tonight

So elephants must walk on turtles
Knives...
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madi:
It took me almost five minutes to find your name on my friend list. I'm snookerd. blackeyed
suburban_relapse:
Perhaps you could explain it to me one day. I don't know what it is, I love to read and I'll read pretty much anything you put in front of me, but edgar......man I judt don't get it.

My personal reality is pretty far out too. Especially on this subject.
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Doobious distinction

Dangerously is a sonata
Gallantry, oh my lord
into the Pageantry
of Virtuous alabaster mastery

To genuflect with me
On the tangerine in my sun
Upon Majestic lean
The Sun dried merciful pristine

Crooning tap, tap, tap
Omnipotent with cotton tasting cherry
goose neck bent
skeletal dosing within merry naked lent

To hang out a willow leaf
Fancy, tripping lips over eyelids
Through...
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ragdoll96923:
THERE"S A FROG ON MY TOED
yesh
ragdoll96923:
i have to scratch my crowtch.


whats to see in georgia?
redneck villages and ......
trees.
or the cities... where theres C ment trees and them there faggots.

ya dig?
do the charleston.
*dances*