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Poetry
Jan 21, 2006 4:54:33 GMT
Post by zombieangel on Jan 21, 2006 4:54:33 GMT
Uh....Yeah...I'm a poet.... Victims of your life You think you're the best of the best. But you haven't seen the rest of the story 'cause you staring at the lines that normality drew on you. What's you deal? Are you losing control? Are you as screwed as i am too? You're blind to your fears, just a victim of soceity and i'm laughing in your face. Just another fool. Trapped...Like a rat. Inside your minds eye. 'Cause you're a victim of your life. And you put your name to shame. No one's to blame. Calling out for you I've tried so hard to reach you..But the lines of my mind are too deep to chart just like the shadows in my heart. Reach down from heaven and pull me up back onto dry land. 'Cause i'm stranded in my tears. Help out this tortured soul? Please no...Don't want it 'cause i won't take it. I'm calling out for you.
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Poetry
Jan 21, 2006 21:55:10 GMT
Post by whazurface on Jan 21, 2006 21:55:10 GMT
Hey I'm a poet too! ;D DeniedDeath is the black end of mind Fearfully seem to find That denying fate Brings everlasting loathing and hate Just a little something random there.
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Poetry
Jan 22, 2006 4:43:56 GMT
Post by zombieangel on Jan 22, 2006 4:43:56 GMT
Cool. I've been writing poetry for years now... 0_0;
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Poetry
Jan 22, 2006 4:59:16 GMT
Post by adultshooter on Jan 22, 2006 4:59:16 GMT
i used ta like writing poetry, but my talent wore out, so now i just read it, like edgar allan poe, he's da best of da best! bow down to him! booow doooooooowwwwwnnnn! [i'd write in capitals if i could] oonee daaaay! u'lll allllllll booooow doooooowwwn to hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmm! *goes high from a whole day watching tv with nuthin' in the fridge, eating snow-mints from the car and drinking grapefruit juice*
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Poetry
Jan 23, 2006 2:35:37 GMT
Post by ♥Comet..Adie♥ on Jan 23, 2006 2:35:37 GMT
i write poetry. alot of it is more dark and emoish with love thrown in. xD hers a not so love poem.. WAR bang.bang everyday a solider dies everyday a mother cries we didnt have to do this we didnt have to fight back we didnt have to be perfect we cant just let people talk behind ourbacks we have to win we cannot lose 1 loss isnt always bad we have to be the best we have to beat all the rest its never just simple hide and seek it's all just hunting and killing an innocent family everyweek were to protective we have to win we have to go beyond the end why cant others be in the spotlight for a change wheres the peace? wheres the love? in this country all is free everyone except you and me
yea i actually write when im in a bad mood n stuff
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Poetry
Jan 24, 2006 2:42:48 GMT
Post by whazurface on Jan 24, 2006 2:42:48 GMT
Yours is good Comsie! ;D
Here's little thing I wrote about myself, (and sorta this boy I like)
I'm not everything your blind eye sees A aching mind lies and bleeds You see me passing here and there watching my flowing hair Rumors go by, are they true? Are you everything I think of you? You devious eyes sleek and sliver Cold enough to make my tingling spine shiver You watch, but never speak You refuse me, that makes you weak I'm just not meant for your rose and pearl I'm not your girl
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Poetry
Jan 24, 2006 4:06:30 GMT
Post by Numbuh 278 on Jan 24, 2006 4:06:30 GMT
-Title:Today- Another day, another mind Another clock, clicking down time How could you get the breath out? How could you say? How could you tell me what you said? I'll stay here with you, but the ropes getting thin on my end I think I'll try a little harder, but you won't let me in You took my eyes as it seems cause the world isn't as bright now it feels like a musty blur But I'll stay by you, even though my minds gonna explode, At least you'll know I stayed At least you weren't the one who paid, right? I'll stay silent, But my dreams will scream it out in the night
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Poetry
Jan 26, 2006 14:46:56 GMT
Post by flirtykuki101 on Jan 26, 2006 14:46:56 GMT
I wrote this poem about my brothers in school! An Ode to 2 brothers
I have two little brothers who I sometimes hate to love they really are a bother they always push and shove
They also get demanding "Renee do this!" "Renee do that!" They are so not understanding they make me wanna hit them with a bat!
My brothers always want to play even at six o' clock early in the day they mess around and throw things down and that's when all my smiles turn into frowns
My brothers really are annoying but I guess I shouldn't complain cause' life without them would be boring and it just wouldn't be the same!
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Poetry
Jan 28, 2006 3:51:11 GMT
Post by zombieangel on Jan 28, 2006 3:51:11 GMT
Time for a bit of my stressed life.
Always I'm always waiting for you Searching Crying Wanting you to know how i fell But you're never coming So i'll always cry
Just a bit of me.
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Poetry
Mar 20, 2006 21:33:56 GMT
Post by flirtykuki101 on Mar 20, 2006 21:33:56 GMT
This is a poem I made in english class a few weeks ago...
We all live under this great blue sky Were all of us here are born to die, in a place where there is alot of hate and sorrow and no one looks forward to tomorrow.
there are some who have love to give giving others a reason to live, and though the person will soon perish their heart and memory will always be cherished.
Some people have hearts of pure gold that stays with them when they grow old, it's like a precious treasure it's something so big it can't be measured.
Many people on earth like doing things right, getting rid of the darkness so there could be light. tending to people who's dreams have been shattered, those are the people on earth who truly matter
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