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love is stronger then death
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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Love is stronger then death even though it cant stop death from happening,but no matter how hard death tries it cant separate people from love it cant take away our memories either in the end life is stronger then death
if tears could build a stairway
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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If tears could build a stairway and memories were a lane we would walk right up to heaven and bring you back again no farewell words were spoken no time to say goodbye you were gone befor we knew it and only god knows why our hearts still ache in sadness and secret tears still flow what it...
goodbye kelly
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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i know i have to let you go. how i will i do not know. i know that its your time to die what i dont know is how to say goodbye ill miss you so much i dont know what to do i geuss ill just end this poem with a goodbye ans ani love you
i love him
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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i love him, O yes i do, hes for me and not for you, and if by chance you take my place, ill take my fist and smash your face.
life is to short to...
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets.so love the people who treat you right.forget about the ones who dont and believe that everything happends for a reson if you get a chance take it if if changes your life let it.
never say someone complets you
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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Never say that someone complets you we have to feel whole even when we are by ourselfves,for needing a certen person is not love but dependency wanting a person to become a part of your life search for the person that will compliment your completness.
life
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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Life is short, Art long, Opportuinity fleeting, Experience treacherous, Judgment dificult.
in your eyes
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Thu Jun 18, 2009
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I can still remember, long ago Living in the fast lane, never slow And nothing that could come between me and you I still hear the words I thought were cheap You should always look before you leap And I never realised those words were oh so true I hope that you can hear me Though you're...
Maniac!!!!!!
By » dawker30 on Fri Jun 12, 2009
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I was dancing to this tuned that was played by the D.J. i popped too much and i was nuts as a squirrel on acid than the freakin cops busted our party too much fuss was then too much angry i was so the cops i jumped bashed his head with the stick then emptied his gun in his stink...
Coeur de Pirate -- Pour un infidèle
By » Rocks on Thu Jun 11, 2009
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Tes lèvres en tremblent encore et l'homme que ton coeur porte semble moins fort Et si le combat prend fin C'est sûrement parce qu'on t'a pris par la main Et tout bas tu me murmures que tout ce que j'aime tu me l'assures Et dans tes défaites tu me promets qu'un nouveau jour est pour...
les yeux reflet de l'âme
By » MoonlightDancer on Fri Jun 5, 2009
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yeux sont le reflet de l'âme Des âmes claires, pures, grandes ouvertes Yeux brûlants vifs comme une flamme Yeux profonds comme une mer toute claire... Yeux coquins, sournois, maquillés, Perçants, froncés, crispés, serrés, Agacés, Tristes, hagards, mouillés, Veloutés...
de ton regard
By » MoonlightDancer on Fri Jun 5, 2009
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DE TON REGARD, INVITE MOI. DE TON REGARD, ATTIRE MOI. DE TON REGARD, ENVOUTE MOI. DE TON REGARD, EBLOUIS MOI. DE TON REGARD, ENIVRE MOI. DE TON REGARD, EXCITE MOI. DE TON REGARD, REGALE MOI. DE TON REGARD, ASSOUVIS MOI. DE TON REGARD, COMBLE MOI. DE TON REGARD, AIME...
jour de pluie
By » MoonlightDancer on Fri Jun 5, 2009
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Un Jour de Pluie Où même la Beauté ennuie. Des yeux émeraudes qui vous émerveillent Des douces Lèvres aux tons vermeilles. Même cela ne me tente pas Tout cela ne me rendra pas ma joie Plus encore le pesant Silence Me fait dans un mime, une révérence Il devient au fil du...
larme de l'âme
By » MoonlightDancer on Fri Jun 5, 2009
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La tristesse n'a d'égale que la profondeur de l'âme D'où s'écoulent mes larmes d'amour pour une femme Qui refroidissent la flamme en mon coeur qui réclame Juste un peu de douceur un peu de ta chaleur. Captivant du regard le focal de l'espoir La puissance d'un mot qui s'évade sur tes...
PORTRAITS OF U
By » EL_MATOU on Sat May 30, 2009
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Portraits of U Futilities , I should never be in need Myself amaze me, intensivly Shining stars wore by my eyes A blur threw my darkness Under and over my skin Cloned on the first century of humanity Perfected, warming my neck My entity, falls to dreams To the feeling of your...
Le PRÉSENT
By » EL_MATOU on Sat May 30, 2009
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Mon passé n'est qu'un avenir rapproché puisqu'il n'existe que par mon présent. Notre présent ne se préoccupe que du futur, parce que le passé n 'est pas à sa mesure I fuck You to fuck You over
Lost
By » Nameless on Thu May 28, 2009
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Lost for ever never to be found Once in love now only bound Gone in darkness no more light Broken angel taken flight Falling into arms of pain Innocence taken now been slain As rain drops on your skin Let the cold of death within Lost inside without a soul No more love ,only...
Conte donc vous etes L'AKT
By » May0che on Thu May 21, 2009
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Assaisonné au gout avec un peu de sel ou de ketchop, puis mettre sur le BBQ pendant 10 min. Apres on a sorti le kit de badminton et on sais mit a joué, c'étais imanquable que... J'avais le gout de me toucher pendant...que G-String petais le dancefloor, y'on decider de faire un jam avec leur...
The guy
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Wed May 20, 2009
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because your the kind of guy who'd laygh at me when i fall, but help me up + whisper "it's okay,i still love you"
She dies slowly
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Wed May 20, 2009
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Her heart starts bleeding as it rips apart It won't stop why? looking throw trying to remember why ahhh she remembers he left her and thats when her heart started to bleed but he never came back so it keeps bleeding never stoping and soon it will have nothing more to bleed.. She will die...
BANG!!!
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Wed May 20, 2009
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She degrades herself so the boys will like her... She cuts herself because the girls don't. She smiles on the outside,but bleeds on the inside...she can't take it anymore BANG!!!!
love
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Wed May 20, 2009
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Lasting until the end of eternity. Once upon a time,a fairytale. Very real,yet feels like a dream. Every moment is a new memory.
Un bon remède contre le stress
By » mamoo on Mon May 18, 2009
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Bonjour Mesdames et Messieurs, Je vous présente un "machin-truc" miracle Pour les angoissés et les anxieux Je vais oser encore, me donner en spectacle. Il est nécessaire dans un premier temps De prendre son souffle et de respirer lentement Prendre son temps, se laisser aller Et pourquoi...
seul
By » mamoo on Mon May 18, 2009
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seule au milieu de tout morte au milieu de rien c'est ce que je ressent alors que je suis loin de ceux dont j'ai besoin, tant de monde chaque jour autour de moi mais personne pour me comprendre autant que toi personne sur qui je puisse compter qui est là pour m'aider c'est dur de ne plus...
Bleak Prose
By » Rammius on Wed May 6, 2009
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A shade now lingers, where a god once lived Cold, clinical detachment cloaks the land Smothering passion, repressing creativity Passion overthrown Within the ruins, the shade searches Hunting for a faint glimmer of emotion The ink from which the soul may be poured forth To relight the...
manifeste du raver
By » couleombre on Mon Apr 13, 2009
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A RAVER'S MANIFESTO (author unknown) Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian...
I'M THE KIND OF GIRL
By » v3xy_m0rbid on Mon Apr 13, 2009
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I'm the kind of girl who will dance in the pouring rain,smile lke i'm fine when i'm not.Make you laugh when you whant to cry, worry more about you then me fall over laughing at the dumbest things.always forgive but never forget,who loves so many and hates so few when shes loved by so few and hated...
L'inconscience
By » Wood_hehey on Fri Apr 10, 2009
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Je sombre dans l'inconscience Pour oublié mon ignorance Plus rien n'a de sens.. Où est-elle ma délivrance? J'ai le cœur à l'envers Rien serait le décrire Même pas l'enfer Ce sentiment de dérive Suis-je qu'un objet pour évacuer la rage? Où est-ce l'impression d'un...
je suis
By » Psychedelictible on Fri Apr 10, 2009
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humaine légende du goût du vent m'apporte le souvenir j'en traverse les steppes immobile jusqu'à l'autre rive dans ma tête un puissant rire que je retient et qui me fait survivre dans le froid quand depuis trois jours que je n'ai pas mangé et que je marche dans un horizon où je suis...
Upside-Down Hourglass
By » soberVISIONS on Wed Apr 1, 2009
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i’ve got two hours to get drunk and bandana bangers are callin’ me Lolita i’ve got whiskey breath and a bottle-bottom i’m such an Irish-chiquita i’m broke so i shake my knees and say it’s nice to meet ya a twisted eye pirate tooth hurdles me some booze and tells me to...
EMOTIONAL CALCULUS
By » nads on Fri Mar 20, 2009
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EMOTIONAL CALCULUS We grow up learning math and science, Thinking it is our deliverance— We repress our emotions, Unable to understand devotions. It is falling in love that opens us to joy, As the tools of our emotional self we enjoy. The "new-clear" emotional calculus will be...
Ice Cream Scoop
By » JamesBrown on Sat Mar 7, 2009
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Have a poem of music. I made it with some songs I like. http://jamesfb.com/wp-content/uploads/music/Jay%20Bee%20-%20Ice%20Cream%20Scoop.mp3 These are the songs I used: 1: Monolake - North 2: Ø - Koituva 3: Thomas Köner - Nunatak Gongamur 05 4: Coh + Cosey Fanni Tutti - Crazy 5: Alex...
A Conversation with Amanda
By » soberVISIONS on Fri Mar 6, 2009
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* the bibbet-box broke two chicken legs and i ate both their breasts and lied to a French chef and told him his fish was expired simply because i really am dying from stomach worms * a raw burp out the wrong hole of a squirrel’s nut has been polished for hours over a Spanish...
Our Coversation is Ripe
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Mar 1, 2009
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i’m surprised all these pills haven’t killed me, yet heehaw! what vibrant veins i've got what a useful nose i’ve got i can’t comment on my brain maybe my heart how it’s all over this page and maybe burning up your eyes with no Pepto-Bismol to help but a silly image like...
Trumpet Squirt
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Mar 1, 2009
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you’re a bean bag used as sock on the foot of an all day apple picker tired & tasty the sun hasn’t been pointing it’s fine ass at you for seven years those seven years of “i can’t afford a Father to keep my nose clean” but “i sure can afford to clean out my...
The Jukebox Cackle
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Mar 1, 2009
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you told me drugs are too good to be true so i used your Mother’s umbrella as a plug for eight months minus six rainbow days with hugs around my neck and a nipple of reason (that i forgot) but took three hours to take the bus from one stop to the next because the people were so...
Your Mother Knew it and Your Fish Died
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Mar 1, 2009
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the tighter the bra, the bigger the bitch, and i don’t wear a bra (or socks) even if i'm dressed i’m so damn naked because my mouth is so big so big a squirrel might think it’s a nut-hole which in reality it is, like an art cinema film where Salvador Dali would cut my eye open...
Uncle Wait-on-it-Murphy
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Feb 22, 2009
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your tambourine dont clack or jangle like it used to, rusty red beard, no, all that cactus chewin aint sane old sir, you mop like a wet sock when you spit barbels into the puddles, those preppy puddles, only four fingers away from your tin foil feet those penny vacuums sucking out...
Damnit
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Feb 22, 2009
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SYLVIA! did you strap that gas tank to your shoe? and suck suck suck on it like a jew?
Lift Your Lid, Lady!
By » soberVISIONS on Sun Feb 22, 2009
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he is long like a catipillar but he will never be beautiful like a butterfly (he is a pervert and a nail looking for a screw)
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