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Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:28 am |
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You can put all the threats you want, I aint gotta flaunt. Talk shit, threaten me. My whole damn family. Cause actions speak louder than words, you got your head in the clouds, your brain equals bird's. The semi-auto spray, run, if you get away. I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day. You speak a big game, but I'm the one that got it. My AR-15 muffles until you spot it. You play with my bread, you'll get a hole in your head touch a dime of mine, thug you'll get your ass dead. So keep to yourself, don't make yourself felt. Keep honing your skills to add a notch on your belt. So lets lay this bout to rest, but remember if you test... Me again it will be my crest on your chest.  |
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:11 am |
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I’m screaming once again, no comfort from friends. I try to pretend, someone quicken my end. A false smile shows. A cold breeze blows. I’m well off I know. The guilt always shows. What right do I have to feel like shit? Compared to dying and ill choking on spit. The suffering reminds me I’m still alive, physically. Mentally I have died. The freedom I get. No fear from death. A horrid sense of welcoming it. Dreams of patricide flash through my mind. A tempting solution to my crippled kind. Sodomized by fate, a blessed disgrace. Remembering late, My blood on my face. The grave’s love the only one I’ll know. Grim Reaper’s embrace the only hug In woe. Such a blessing is my pain to my demon-friends’ gain. And it hurts my friend angels, the demons now reign. An evil entity had taken hold of me; ripped out my heart and started to feed. I pray to something I do not know. Save me from this endless woe! I hear no voice. Am I forsaken? Will I be delivered? Can I be taken? |
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:16 am |
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Post subject: Mad. Tomorrow more... |
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Am I a good person doing bad things? Or a bad person in which good brings? Odium is gripping my brain. Scoundrels cower in the grain. Scum of the earth to be cleaned. A rotting world to be redeemed. No more pain for myself or others. I take control, protecting mothers. I mow down, evil has no haven – anymore my ceaselessness borders on brazen. No fear, no mercy, no conscious, no feeling. Enjoying vigilantism too much for revealing. My hands are black with the blood of the wicked. Does their blood match mine? Have I been stricken?
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:04 am |
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Bill2k06 Ex Moderator

Joined: 20 Mar 2006 Posts: 2675 Location: Manchester UK
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From the thoughts deep inside,
i cant hide my pain in my side,
the paths, i have walked,
and the lines i have chaulked,
from the street
to the gutter,
all these words i must utter,
yours hearts,
melting like butter,
im going crazy ,
your making me hazy,
and still
I LOVE YOU
just a soppy one off the top of my head. _________________
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:16 am |
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Bill2k06 Ex Moderator

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Falling
im falling im falling,
please stop and catch me,
i have landed,
but it is on one knee,
i hold out your hand,
place a ring on your finger.
my love in your heart,
it must stay and linger.
till death do us part,
its comes from my heart,
from you to me,
we'll be together for eternity _________________
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:22 am |
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palabra Ex Moderator

Joined: 05 Feb 2009 Posts: 376 Location: right behind you
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I mainly write songs, but i've got a couple poems i could dig up.
here's one called Death:
I have experienced death
And believe it or not, it wasn’t that bad
But everyone says it should have been
And if I'm honest about it-
It was awful at first
But now I feel fine,
Free of clingy attachment and shining guilt
I only think now of that life
Before everything changed,
Before you sold out to the world
Oh, I miss you so _________________ if seeing is believing, then believe that we have lost our eyes |
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 7:24 am |
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palabra Ex Moderator

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Here's a song called Flight that i wrote recently:
Verse 1:
Laying my opportunities out in front of everyone
And turning away in faith
Hoping they’ll still be here when I get back
And I'm running far, far away
Oh but I’m afraid they’ll get taken
By all these greedy hands around me
But I look down at my own
And realize I'm not who I should be
Chorus:
Oh, I need this to just work
'Cause I'm pushing everything away
I’m getting on a one-way flight
I'll find a way back someday
Verse 2:
I take one look back, tempted by the chances shouted
But I’ve already made my choice
So I guess I’ll just take off the dream and put on the faith
And start running, oh running
I board the plane
And glance at the empty faces all around
Just smile to myself and take a seat
This gets a little easier every time
Chorus:
Oh, I need this to just work
'Cause I'm pushing everything away
I’m getting on a one-way flight
I'll find a way back someday
Verse 3:
The plane is leaving
And I'm still swirling in uncertainty
I can't believe I got to this place
Without more of a struggle, oh struggle
What is this conflict and
Where is the resolution?
Am I doing this for the right reasons or
Am I doing this at all... oh at all?
Bridge:
Oh my melody is leaving
But the harmony, my harmony is coming back
I'm coming back!
Oh my melody is leaving
But where's the harmony, the harmony isn't here
I'm never coming back!
Altered Chorus:
Oh, this will never work
'Cause I've pushed everything away
I’ve gotten on a one-way flight
And I'll never be back again _________________ if seeing is believing, then believe that we have lost our eyes |
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Sun Jan 10, 2010 11:39 pm |
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I'm looking from the outside begging in.
I want to comfort you, but you won't let me begin.
I offer my help, and you push me away.
Only wanting to know what ails you today.
At me, never have I seen you in hate.
Do you wish to break the bond now so late?
So long we have been, from the begining to the end.
Now you say you will never see me again.
Pleading to cure your vice at any cost.
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Thu Jan 14, 2010 8:50 am |
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Bill2k06 Ex Moderator

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just written a new poem.
am thinking of naming this one .....
Sanity
And now I sit inside my glass prison
Screaming to be let free
But all my efforts are in vain
You can't even hear me.
Look into my tear stained eyes
And tell me what you see
Am I so completely dead to you
That you don't even see me?
Watch the tears fall down my face
An endless stream of forgotten hate
Fall into an unknown world
Follow the road of fearful fate.
Banish the light from inside your mind
Let the dark consume your soul
Lose yourself inside this hell
Cause yourself to lose control.
Rest your head and close your eyes
Soon the pain will fade
Slip away into your dreams
No longer be afraid.
I feel my body growing cold
Shaking, shivering, fade away
Trembling under Death's sweet kiss
I'm too far led astray.
Leave me helpless on the ground
Left alone to face this death
Fatal numbness pass over me
And I breathe my one last breath.
My screams have been silenced
My tears have been dried
As I lay upon the earth
And let this life subside.
Let the dark consume the soul
Pass into eternity
Thus the ending of this life
Of this forgotten sanity. _________________
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Thu Jan 14, 2010 6:22 pm |
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judd Planet

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I wrote a poem that got published in a book I was a bout 8 at the time  |
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Thu Jan 14, 2010 11:42 pm |
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Good for you! Mind letting us see? |
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Fri Jan 15, 2010 12:56 am |
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May as well give a title also
Wasted Time
At the crossroads now, my path unclear
All past wisdom, I cannot hear.
Each direction, I cannot see
No guidance can be recalled in me.
Every prize worked for is a truthful lie
A boon to aid, a bane to die
I stand and fall, then lay alone
Why pennace? Nothing to atone.
Exposing myself to greif and hate
I cling to useless dreams of late
My end so close, my goal so far
Thoughts of reason, straightly ajar
A work of art to be washed away
Sculpture falls apart. It begs to say
"I wish I was built on soild ground"
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Fri Jan 15, 2010 3:54 am |
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Why do I care?
Why do I care? Why do I improve?
What maddness or power keeps me to stay?
Unable to go back, impossible to be moved.
I want to leave, yet I can't go away.
Inside a prison, my own upbringing
The advice my friends give all seems pointless.
The key is in my grip, ever dangling.
I cannot receive it when I am jointless.
Traslucent walls build around my heart.
Yearning to feel something, frozen and numb.
Bloodied by the spewing, no warning only start
The emotions are impulses not feelings of true love
In hell on earth, I continute the black facade
A needless charade, protected and abhored.
A false belief of sense. I'm not forsaken by God.
Why can I not care? Forevermore... |
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Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:07 am |
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\Median
I feel my stomach sick, my body feels so limp
I cannot move my limbs or head.
The bolts are in my neck, the screws are in my joints
Am I alive or am I dead?
On a table I lay, the doctor points the way
I begin my walk to disarray.
I feel so very odd, my creators played God.
I think I'm the product of blasphemy
My functions are shut off. How do I breathe or cough?
Reanimated soulless shell of man
I can't control my shakes; I feel my body's quakes
While living, I envy the damned
No control I possess. I was awakened from rest
Science has resurected me
A weapon to portay; A mindless corpse to slay
My mind is absent. This just simply cannot be
A weapon bred to kill; a project with no will
Fate no longer has a hold
I was once a man. A monster's what I am
Did I die young or was I old?
Death could not hold me, Life is unclear to see
My only purpose now to slay
I murder without cease. My victums rest in piece
I'm an assassian without pay
My conscience flooding back. The horror has no lack
Everything now I can recall
Artificial life. I was reborn with strife
I spew my blood upon a wall
Disease has been unleashed. Creator now deceased
Our extiction was by our design
I am life's median. Motionless as I am
I am the end of human time |
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Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:51 pm |
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Bill2k06 Ex Moderator

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just a new set written last night , when under the influence of 2 bottles of wine, my deep thinking mind, was running array and so this is what i came up with.................
Just from this here till this moment,
i wanna end it with a bullet, a pill, a rock to the brain,
i wanna wash away the pain with the rain, my blood, my sweat,
the pain and the tears, i just wanna forget all of the years,
im hurtin, ... im falling apart, you jst dont know the pain in my heart, tonight was gonna be my last ,
i wanna end it all, so fast, i cant take it any more,
i just take the pain anymore, the years behind me, and the minutes to come,
i jst wanna fall asleep in your bussom
...............................help
when the drinks all gone, and the pain is numb, the pain in my heart is all but scorn, i cant take it no more, i want it to stop, but just like my life, you all just flop, to the ground, in tears , you watch me die, i see that tear in your eye, you bury me, but yet i dont die. for tomorrow is another day.............................
and while you all sleep, i lie and weep i sleep in tears and wash away my years......the pain and hurt, face down in the dirt, i just cant take anymore, so go to sleep, and dream till you heave , but dont say i didnt warn about my bereave... ament, _________________
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