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"Johnny 5"
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I wrote poetry on your page
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sick bastard
I miss myself. I love me.
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Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
spyed, nobody has ever done this before.
I know. That's why it's going to work.
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when i step on the train,
my ripped plaid skirt
i could only think on
the coffee we drank
the morning that i first met you;
your fingers.
and how i was scared
of the shadows in the window.
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Some days ago someone named robotmafia added me to their contacts. Was it you? hah how many robot mafias can exist right
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I want to please my maker, my master, my creator
Where ever you go, I come along
I obey your orders, they sound so strong
I have no blood, no heart, no veins
My electronic system is my brain
I don't eat, I don't sleep
A loss of power makes me weak
You give me life, I give you joy, robot love
You made me what I am
A lady robot for a madman
Arms of iron, legs of steel
There's no human warmth to feel
Sex makes all my fuses blow
Kiss me and my oil will flow
My lips are cold, my eyes are red
You made my earrings out of lead
You give me life, I give you joy, robot love
You turned me into a love machine
You call me names, you are so mean
I'm full of chips and you're my user
You make me cum on your computer
My pussy works like a vibrator
That's how you want it, that's how you made her
When your digital orgasm is done
You switch me off and then you're gone
You give me life, I give you joy, robot love
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i feel sleeppy
i would cry if that help me out
i hadnt took coffee neither smoke in almost a week
and i feel saad. i am so mad that
im talking to the air....
yay for me
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"the title alludes to nothing. the title is indifferent. the title is the name of a monster that haunts south america/brazil."
I still dislike it then.
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Where have you been?
I've given up hope for this extremely overdue reply to my email.
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Link of the Night! Love (with random lovings, soddings, hugs and fuckings), Jeezy.
Five Minutes More
Bri Morin
if I could paint you
you would be chocolate
rich and thick
like mid-June nights
riding in my car
no shoes
roll all windows down
dip your arm up to your elbow
in warm summer
humming air condition melodies
this morning
the harsh hand of reality finds me again
drags me
kicking and screaming
from sleepwalking
into today
course blanket against my face
serves a silent reminder
that I am now awake
I fight waxing sunlight
willfully binding my eyelids together
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to robot. a sensitive, and caring person at true heart, i both sceptical, and the true face, daniel martin liked you a lot.
You were always honest, and retained some integrity in your words. and i tihnk you, more than anyone will know that these little comements i am elaving are less a sign of my ego, and more a sign of my wanting to leave things on a good note.
whatever sepuka said was wrong. I was wanting revenge against all people on DA at that point, and by then i had burnt each and every bridge i had every made, even with people i had come to like.
so, third to thevessal and ndifference, i would rather by you a good strong pint of english ale, than any other person i met on DA.
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Don't be lost, dear. I'm right here.
*pats you on the head*
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I dont know which you use anymore. Fuck you BOTH.
Link of Da NIGHT! From yer pal', Jesusbite.
Take your random lovings or fuckings or snoogins and then go read. Its good, I swear. One of my favorite poets.
You, reflections and shadows are the only proof of my myth
i am nothing buit a story being told
the spook who sat by the sign up sheet
spitting whole hearted words
into half listening ears my time ran out
i ran out the door behind her
trying to catch my second chance
to make the right first impression
and that's when i ran into an angel with blood on her wings
she told me she had flown to close to the truth
and was never quite able to reach her dreams either
i apologized
and i wiped the blood off of her wings
and now we talk on tuesdays
but our talking turned sour and now we argue late nights
this seems to be the best time to hide true emotion
see we've tried to just talk
but we've shot the breeze so much
we've left the atmosphere filled with all this dead air
and inspiration is no longer airbourne
see our words used to have wings
but now they just fall flat
like emotion read off paper
but i'm illiterate to all her emotions
so i read her lips imagining her words to be as happy as we once were
and i wish i didn't have to be so wrong
and i wish i had my butterflies back
and i tell her
' you know sometimes, i know you cry cause you have nothing else better to do
and praying won't convince you.
and i wish i could be there for you and for me too
cause in my dreams your tears are enough to get me home
but in the real world my tears are exactly what keeps me from getting there
and feeling sorry for myself has become second nature to me
like loving a king for his crown or laughing at jokes at my expense
but i want to be more than your HA,HA,HA!
i want to be your messiah
i do
and with these hands i want to baptize a single mothers tear drops
turning them into rain drops
forcing her to grow new smiles each day and i will
but i'm told my days in this existence are numbered
but i grew up in this existence coloring by the numbers
so each day is as bright as i can make it
see i've been here for an eternity
and i plan to be here for another
so what significance to past lives play
if we can't appreciate the ones we're living in
come talk to me
you are everything i've dreamt you to be
but am i what you've dreamt me to be
see sometimes i know enough to cry
but tears in relapse never seem to make much sense
so i don't do it
and please no more plaguraized reasons
cause all your excuses are starting to sound the same
and believe me i wouldn't have such a hard time believing myself
if i wasn't always repeating myself
and i tried
i tried say things just once
but it's not the intent of your word
but how your word is taken
i am the first word God spoke
and the last word the poet wrote
i am love and though attempts have been made to destroy me
i live on
by shihan
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"Life after God" totally, that was a good one. I let this HOT girl at my old job borrow it and I never got it back. Damn the HOT girls!
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i cleared everything (cookies, temp files, etc.) &, apparently, i'm back
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*sighs* If only everything could stop.
Here, have a blanket.
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Make everything stop for a while..
*shrugs* Can I dress you up..? That might do for now since the impossible is, well, impossible.
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The best one there is? Is that so? Well, seeing how I'm not a good iconist and I never figured the emoticon would even be added to da in the first place, I'll take that as a huge compliment.
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aww thank you so much for the comment and the fav, i really appreciate it. it makes me all blushy because im not used to so much attention for one of my pictures
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Hmm... my cowboy emoticon is in your signiture. Interesting. So people actually use it. Wow.
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Thanks man, I'm proud to be your new pet project. WTF is up with poetrycontests? Is he just slackin' or what? I've never entered anything here so I don't know if this is normal or not. Douglas Coupland rocks! I just got done with "Girlfriend in a Coma", man that book was incredible. I'm reading "Lullaby" by good ole' Chucky Palahniuk, you should check it out if you havent already, that guy can write is ass off. Anyway, thanks again.
petyonuggets, home of the double fisted nugget.
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Thanks so much for the link. His work is very intense. Ergh. Off to work, now.
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Of course you can. I'd be doing it for you.
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..but I don't think I taste like peaches.
..unless of course you'd like me to.
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An amazing letter, eh? Hopefully you'll find the words to respond with time..
Interests: wasted emotions
I'm going to pretend that wasn't there before just so I can have something to smile about..
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I'll see what I can do about making the next one as un-rhyming and un-romantic as possible. Heh.
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the last comment is shorter I promise
I never heard about James Morrow but I'll look for his books because I'm in a dire need to read good things and I'll come back with comments. (and a beer if I like them )
Even though I'm an atheist, I'm also a ferm believer in "know thy enemy". And i won't let such a thing stand in the way of my enjoying some good literature (like Coehlo or Eco).
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