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Is this about a piano? :happy: It's lovely.

 

 

 

Hmm, the last two lines appear cleverly contradictory, since your knob would get covered in ladyslime anyway, which means you'd be referring to 'uncooked meat' as girls cunts (as, ahem, opposed to boys cunts). Which MEANS the speaker really likes girls cunts, more that he has a love-hate relationship with them. :erm:

 

Careful analysis reveals it to be a very deep poem indeed. Hmm. :happy:

 

I love you :LOL::LOL:

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Can't write a word, when it comes to you.

Damn my feelings, curse the lie.

Forget my words, release with a sigh.

 

Shouting at nothing, respond with echos,

Love the void, love the lie.

It says what I want to, no need to reply.

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We are now Adults.

 

A host of voices, happy, alive,

and changing, unlike children, and broader.

Sit down and stand up, sit down and stand up!

Little skinny growers try to change the world.

A million scrape, scrape, scrape along the floor

With coffee innate, genius, a poetic existence.

Stop, start, then drink, eat and kiss,

Before all of life you start to miss.

Move on, move on, afraid of a world of silence.

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I had a dream last night, I feel I have to write something about it.

 

The teller man telling my secrets,

the grey witch on the hill.

She keeps me from possible heartache,

when she's done with me, she'll have her fill.

There are three paths that lead home,

the snakes, the river, the stranger,

you know I'll always chose the snakes

because you are the only real danger.

 

 

Oh well couldn't find the right words:(

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Am I a phase long passed it's joys?

locked up with forgotten toys

just let me out to play with boys

don't hold on without reason.

Collectors items that you keep

don't skim the surface, dig in deep

you'll find me in there fast asleep

waiting for the kiss that stirs me.

Surplus to a talented man

am I your lover or a fan?

do I fit with your glorious plan?

or am I just a pale reflection.

 

Dedicated to my genius boyfriend, oh the drama!

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Can't write a word, when it comes to you.

Damn my feelings, curse the lie.

Forget my words, release with a sigh.

 

Shouting at nothing, respond with echos,

Love the void, love the lie.

It says what I want to, no need to reply.

 

wow! this is pretty much how my life was last summer!

well at least the "love the void, love the lie." part!

thats exactly how i felt!

i just couldn't even put it into words!

ok.

im going to stop playing with the chainsaw.

 

I had a dream last night, I feel I have to write something about it.

 

The teller man telling my secrets,

the grey witch on the hill.

She keeps me from possible heartache,

when she's done with me, she'll have her fill.

There are three paths that lead home,

the snakes, the river, the stranger,

you know I'll always chose the snakes

because you are the only real danger.

 

 

Oh well couldn't find the right words:(

 

me lovey this one

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wow! this is pretty much how my life was last summer!

well at least the "love the void, love the lie." part!

thats exactly how i felt!

i just couldn't even put it into words!

ok.

im going to stop playing with the chainsaw.

 

 

 

me lovey this one

 

:Dthanks!

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I paid my dues, I did my time

I lived and I died on your word

I spent so long, watching and waiting

For you to notice me.

 

I treasured every glance for years,

I pined away for your touch

I wasted away in the corner of your life

And you, well you never noticed me.

 

I was always there for you,

With a drink and a smile every time

I never could say no to you

And you could never see.

 

We could have been so fucking great

We could have changed the world

You and I, we would have burned

And blazed across the sky.

 

But I can only wait so long

I have a life to lead

I paid my penance, please, oh please,

Leave me alone, and let me breathe.

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I am afraid of life,

It's pathetically true.

But if you'd live the way I have

You'd most be frightened too.

 

I'd rather die somedays

Than simply pull myself from bed,

I hold my breath on purpose for

That rush of blood to the head.

 

Don't get me wrong, I want

To carry the sun again beneath my skin.

Fact of the matter is though

I live such a life of sin

 

That it's virtually impossible

For me to be okay,

I'm likely doomed; to be honest,

I think my soul is burning away.

 

Don't misunderstand me

I know the world is an awesome place,

But sometimes I can't bear

The way its darknesses lace

 

Their way around my throat

(And then I don't sleep or eat)

And in that context, that I smile

At all is quite a feat.

 

 

It rhymes. Whoo.

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Certainty is a blissful road to destruction,

Like bulldozering beautiful trees.

Gazing ever north with unblinking eyes.

Rattle my skull to make me think,

And hold me fast.

 

Doubt is the cords that wrap around us,

And bind us until we are tight.

Unmoving, ashamed, with no direction.

Stumble me into a warm, loving home,

And set me free.

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This place doesn't deserve beauty or life,

it's light shines inspite of it's carless inhabitants.

Small animals nest in the roof tops,

of those who oppose all life but their own.

All voices are lost in the ether,

can't speak for the squeak of the weather vien.

 

argh nope no more is coming oh well:LOL:

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The Road ends Ahead

Our friends are all dead

we part from the norm

and receive ridicule and scorn

to survive is our goal

like a newborn foal

we tire from running

ahead a humming

two bright lights pierce the haze

"Alas an end to this Maze"

heedlessly you run

you fears you shun

your guard you drop

your pace slows you stop

A spark Ice cold

From your Back takes hold

For through your eyes you see,

And think"oh god that's me"

there you lay

skin cold and grey

your friends all around

they make no move no sound

as you turn you hear a scream

and awake, it was just a dream

 

this was a dream I had last night, is this natural?

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The Road ends Ahead

Our friends are all dead

we part from the norm

and receive ridicule and scorn

to survive is our goal

like a newborn foal

we tire from running

ahead a humming

two bright lights pierce the haze

"Alas an end to this Maze"

heedlessly you run

you fears you shun

your guard you drop

your pace slows you stop

A spark Ice cold

From your Back takes hold

For through your eyes you see,

And think"oh god that's me"

there you lay

skin cold and grey

your friends all around

they make no move no sound

as you turn you hear a scream

and awake, it was just a dream

 

this was a dream I had last night, is this natural?

 

I like the poem. I have very strange dreams too, I think it is just your brain working out things that happened in the day.

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As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

 

I haven't the fingers to keep in time,

Nor grip posess to write finer a line.

I branche in a room so stuffy and small,

Where I have no voice, no voice at all.

As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

 

My baby chest so hard yet soft,

Will growl impatient anger, oft.

Work fast, play hard, life is a chore,

I vomit in streets and I stay indoors.

As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

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As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

 

I haven't the fingers to keep in time,

Nor grip posess to write finer a line.

I branche in a room so stuffy and small,

Where I have no voice, no voice at all.

As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

 

My baby chest so hard yet soft,

Will growl impatient anger, oft.

Work fast, play hard, life is a chore,

I vomit in streets and I stay indoors.

As my blood and guts rush around,

Into my growing, scarecrow hands...

 

nice!

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I am fully prepared to go hide in a corner but I can only do limericks.

 

There once was an infrequent muser

Quite often she'd be down the boozer

She'd come home and then

Think 'I know!' and when

She logged into muse.mu, she'd forget what she was going to do and spend a long time reading things and generally getting distracted...

 

very very very lame. I'm not apologising though :LOL:

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Do I stay enchanted?

The very thought of you makes everything magical.

I hear meaning in bird song, words on the wind.

Is it wrong?

Is it time to wake up, grow up.

Your shadow draws me in again.

I long for you to take my hand,

lets run together, but this will never ever happen.

 

Edit: more on my mind........

 

I have an issue with you

want to take it to you.

I have a problem with you hair

and my fingers ach to run through.

I have a groan, can't keep back the moan

unlock it or stop it, it's up to you.

I want to suspend my lips to yours

just a little longer, to expand the hunger,

that lies deep in me.

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Based on a dream I had:

 

Pull me down the river,

A boat crash, a lost leg,

A rush it did deliver,

And now I'm floating down the river,

To the tune of a Wolf,

The cold water makes me shiver,

The local folk sing to me,

And in reverse I end up at home,

At the end of the river.

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The brightest light in this here world

Comes reflected off an empty blister pack

Cotton wool and acetone, a canvas gone horribly wrong

All this healing for nothing.

Give me back my life

 

I love it! <3

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I think the time is almost here

To thank the sun for all that cheer

And toast it with a keg of beer

Upon our hearts we hold it dear

I think the time is coming soon

To gaze upon our lovely moon

Upon a hill for evermore

Being unconcerned by men at war

:-)

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I sat up all night and thought of you sleeping

breathing your air and the dreams you are keeping.

Under the star dashed black skies that are twinkling

I wondered if I'd ever get the slightest incling

of the truth that lies beneath your breathtaking face.

 

Well I am tired that is my excuse:rolleyes:

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