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the wolf wrote:i wrote a song about you tonight.
its pretty okay.....
you'll never hear it,..
i'm not okay with that.."I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0 -
Watching Hunter driving, smashing the steering wheel
had been across some old nirvana interviews and
felt sick for watching'em, sick for them doing them
thought of listening to some
Deftones but not sure what my mood is
think I'll have to drown another
just to get in some kind of mood
funny how hard this seems tonight
being a weekend and all
Hunter just poured a drink...
hmm, "Tonight I feel like MORE"!
...Sellout"Here's a token of my openness..."0 -
chadwick wrote:
Ticklish angle earth quakes
volcanoes climb palm trees near the beach
near the shore.
From the jungle up
tornados twist
through snow storms
and mankind’s sins up to?… what are ya goin to do?
No way out
so hold on
taste the fortress
touch the sun.
Reach the center
a piece of fire
to be cleaned
by the hands of man.
No one here
has the population of many
under one.
All but two have each one
a sky nor a hole.
Not a branch
not a trunk
all seedlings dying
each one a vast storm.
Ticklish angle earth quakes
volcanoes climb palm trees near the beach
near the shore
From the jungle up
tornadoes twist
through snow storms
and mankind’s sins up to?… what are ya goin to do?
No way out.
so hold on
taste the fortress
touch the sun.
Reach the center
a piece of fire
to be cleaned
by the hands of man.
No one here
has the population of many
under one.
All but two have each one
a sky nor a hole.
Not a branch
not a trunk
all seedlings dying
each one a vast storm.
Letting go are minds
each its own puzzlement
each one.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
Having a blast on
my own
this has no end
and the feeling is good"Here's a token of my openness..."0 -
" Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to a better understanding of ourselves. "
Wish you were here...
♥~RIP Dad0 -
HeartShapedBox wrote:" Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to a better understanding of ourselves. "
Psychology one on one...."Here's a token of my openness..."0 -
sarcasm, one word that goes a long way... a love of mine in poetry!"Here's a token of my openness..."0
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It's midnight. I'm off to bed. (!)
See ya tomorrow.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0 -
What am I to you?"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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mmmmm homemade breakfast burritos and the extra filling for the doggies. Tails wagging, they love the weekend too0
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pandora wrote:mmmmm homemade breakfast burritos and the extra filling for the doggies. Tails wagging, they love the weekend toofor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
chadwick wrote:pandora wrote:mmmmm homemade breakfast burritos and the extra filling for the doggies. Tails wagging, they love the weekend too0
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pandora wrote:it is worth fighting over, I don't know, I think Lucy, Charlie and Maddie Lew might not give it up so easy
i will fight your pooches for the breakfast burrito filling.
furthermore, may it be a fight to the death.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
"What do you think I'd see if I could walk away from me......"0
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ms. wes c.addle wrote:"What do you think I'd see if I could walk away from me......"
your butt ?....sorry I just couldn't let that one pass me by,no disrespect intended.
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Under my bed
familiar voices
unknown faces.
A dream
not of my own
but of many
and small.
I’ve heard them for years
I’ve lived with the incantations
of tiny mystics.
No sound of my own
escapes my lips.
Tonight
I lie here bleeding
and in fever.
Come morning
my crucifix
is sold
sold without spikes.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
I think a 3-some is in order tonight.......
Me. My bed. And really bad tv.0 -
there's nothing nicer than your dimples when you're smiling at me."I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel0 -
The smell of fresh cut grass coming in the window on a cool breeze,
chickadees in the nesting box on the porch outside the window.
Little buttons of birds they are, so much personality.
I think they like me.
They pause on the railing, taking turns on the eggs. Parents live their lives for their young.
I think we have something in common.0
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