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bloody knife Death what a horrible word, It sneaks around so silently Like a roaming bird. It comes when you least expect it, Little by little, Bit by bit. Sometimes there are other times, When they’re at home Committing crimes They’ll sit there at home all alone, And dig that knife in, Right down to the bone. They do it to stop that horrible pain, Seeing their blood, And watching it drain. But little do they really know, It is only making, Those deep pains grow. Now that the knife is dropped, True enough, The pain has stopped. I just want to get away from life they’ll say, Away from the night, And away from the day. But that’s not true what they really need, Is a friend to be there, A close friend indeed. Some one to be there through thick and thin, To keep you, From scarring your skin So lay that knife down on the floor. Through it away, And close the door. No more of that horrible knife, Now you can grow up, To have a wife Come back to the way things used to be back to your friends, And back to me. By Jim Sabean

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as i walk alone in this hallway i think of everyday every day i come to school with little or nothing to say untill SHE comes up to me and says hi then everything is ok without a lie others come and make it better like being in the rain and getting wetter rain drops falling up and down getting louder and louder with more sound i cant escape this crazy life id rather grab hold of a bloody knife as i walk in this empty hallway i think to myself whats wrong, whats happening i need some HELP. BY DOMONEEZY 9-29-06

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as i walk alone in this empty hallway i think of every day every day i come to school with little or nothing to say untill SHE comes up and says hi then everything is ok without a lie others come and make it better like being outside and getting wetter rain drops falling up and down getting louder and louder with more sound i cant escape this crazy life id rather grab hold of a bloody knife as i walk alone in this empty hallway i think to myself whats wrong, whats happening i need some HELP

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i am here to tell u the story of my life once upon of time there was a dime laying on the surface of the moon it was so fine that i nearly dined on top of the dime to get the golden spoon now heres where the dog tears at my golden fleece jacket

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"A LOVERS PRAYER"

Bless this bed in which i lay

Bless the man who was in it today

Bless his arms that were so strong

Bless my concience that knows no wrong

Bless his dick that was so great

Bless my pussy that he ate

Bless my titties that he sucked

Bless my ass in which he fucked

Bless my mouth for opening so wide

Bless the others who failed, but tried

Bless the floor on which we fell

Bless the affair we hid so well

Bless his wife for leaving town

And bless my husband who slept so sound.

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"10 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT YOU"

I love the way you feel when I touch you...I love the way you smell when I am near you...I love the way way you perk up whenever I walk into the room

I love every little wrinkle of your skin and every little hair on your head...I love the way you make me feel exspecially when in bed

I love the joy you give me without any words at all...it's the way you let me lift you when your feeling exausted and fall

I love the way you tease me by beating around the bush...you get me so excited with each and every push

I love the entrence you make every time you come...and then come back again to make another one

I love you when you're sad, happy or sick...I'm hopelessly in love with you...you mother fucking DICK!!!--dicklover

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I long to touch you, to taste you and hold you I think of during the day and dream of you at night I want you so badly I know these feelings aren't right But I'm sick with desire and needing you near Never being able able to tell you how I feel because you can't even hear Keeping all these feelings locked up inside is making me sick After all, what is one supposed to do when in love with a DICK>---dicklover

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I hold you in my hand loving you, kissing you and yet you spit in my face I stay with thoughout it all because I love your taste You're hairy, big and don't have a brain but I love you anyway because I enjoy the pain You never ask me how i'm doing, you don't even talk...but i'll love you anyway because I LOVE COCK!!!

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I am the one...the one that you dream of the one that can fill all of your sexual desires but you see me as a good girl while a flamming sex godess is the real me one night with me and you'd be begging me to marry you...yes that's right, i'm the girl that can give you everything you need but damn, you'll never see the real me

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I too am tired of giving pleasure to men that are not deserving i suck their dicks loving every second treating it like a lolly pop i fuck them until they're blue in the face ...but still no thanks dicklover

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"I made you, then you made me"

I was headed for trouble with nothing to lose No one to keep me from doing whatever I'd choose All the wrong things that lead to no good No one to make me do the things that I should Then along came you...my son, my angel and my heart If not for you my life surely would have fallen apart I wanted to be there for you as you were there for me To help you become the best person as I new you would be You have intelligence, a wonderful style, charisma and a great sense of humor I couldn't have asked for anything more except perhaps to have met you sooner Don't get me wrong, I don't claim to be the number one mom as I would someday like to be But a great improvement thanks to you... I am a better me

Happy Valentines Day Cade Love always, mom

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"I made you, then you made me"

Happy Valentines Day Cade Love always, mom

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"I made you, then you made me" I was headed for trouble with nothing to lose No one to keep me from doing whatever I'd choose All the wrong things that lead to no good No one to make me do the things that I should Then along came you...my son, my angel and my heart If not for you my life surely would have fallen apart I wanted to be there for you as you were there for me To help you become the best person as I knew you would be You have intelligence, a wonderful style, charisma and a great sense of humor I couldn't have asked for anything more except perhaps to have met you sooner Don't get me wrong, I don't claim to be the number one mom as I would someday like to be But a great improvement thanks to you...I am a better me

Happy Valentines Day Cade, Love always, Mom

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What Does The Future Offer?

It started out in an ordinary way,

We saw each other every single day.

We agreed we were the best of friends,

But that is not how this story ends.

I could feel that there was something more,

Every time that I saw you open up that door.

I didn't know what to say or what to do,

I just couldn't find the right words to tell you.

Then one night when it was wet and cold,

You finally said what I had always wanted to be told.

You said, "I've only ever felt this way,

Once before you, on a sunny day.

I know that this feeling is true,

I hope you believe me when I say, I Love You."

A feeling of joy suddenly surrounded me,

How could I feel anything but glee?

What you said was so perfect, so right,

All on that wet and cold, rainy night.

I knew that I loved you too,

Who could deny a love so true?

I love you so much Nick,

You are my one and only pick.

Sometimes when I feel you slipping away,

My heart, it begins to break.

Other things, they win you over,

And all I want is to be your one and only lover.

It seems as if I'd do anything for you,

Anything, whatever you asked me to.

Please, oh please, don't go away,

I hope to God that you are here to stay.

This is all that I ask and pray,

Stay Nick stay, don't stray away.

Just love me the best that you can,

Maybe, just maybe, it'll help the plan.

I want to be with you Nick, forever,

And to see you go, Never.

Hold me close and hold me tight,

Then squeeze me gently with all your might.

Whisper softly how much you care,

While I run my fingers through your hair.

Look into my eyes and you'll see what's true,

Just how much I Love You.

If you've changed then just tell me so,

All I want, I want to know.

If it's the same then baby don't forget,

Keep moving forward so we can let

The love we feel grow and grow,

Into something more, much more.

Our future, it can be bright and strong,

Although, I'm not promising that nothing will go wrong.

I Love You Nick and I want to be with you,

If this is what you want too?

If it's not then that's all right,

I will always love you, every day and every night.

If it is then lets just see what we can do,

What we can do to make this all come true.

Written by Elizabeth Beckius for Nicholas Leonetti

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gone head and poo poo

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WHAT IF What if your life was a complete mess? Never thought it would be blessed. Doing things that you shouldnâ€™t do. Hanging around the wrong crew. Started doing drugs. Loved giving hugs. What if your life started to change? Before your life was just a game. Thinking dreaming what should I do. Asking the lord just give me a clue. Praying and praying that it would change. You thought everything you did was just lame. Until, somebody came into your life. They started talking to you and giving you advice. Its odd one person can change the way you look at things Now you know what it means. Changing the way you were. Becoming a new person. WHAT IF?

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What are you going to decide to do? When no one really cares for you? Frustration and limitations take you by the hand They tell you that there is no way you can Be the person that you truly want to be Take life by the hand and it sets you free The life that you know is for you Dont hold back do what you have to Life is a matter of life or death No matter what u do take a deep breath Look clearly into the future you will see That soon you will be completely worthy Of the things that you will shortly encounter That you succeed and surely prosper -Nick

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my boyfriends hate

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im lost in this place i dont know what the truth is im so confused worse after worse God help me where are u are u here with me? can u heal me? let me know u still care im lost in this place stop the tears are u listning? are u there? do u still care? let me know u still care talk to me God let me know what to do im lost in this place

Written by: Elisabeth Tucker

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why dont they care God? am i just so unlikeable? what have i done wrong? show me the way i need u right now i have no one else are u here with me? im just so confused will u heal me? i need u God i need u to hold me

Written by: Elisabeth Tucker

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Black Holes..By jerry diaz.. Dark allies fill the street Screams of terror rise to defeat Blown dreams seem to deep Faces, never faceless Black holes fill the street To deep to breath To far to heat Un loved un touched Breathless with out descriers Black holes to cold to feed An un wanted touch by an un wanted love To deep to steep Black wholes consume your very self Hearts of love to faded to see No one can see No one to hear Fear to deep to see Black holes to fill your love To many foolish hearts To deep to steep…

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God- Thank you for the calm in me. The rage and storm that brews in me. For the light that shines in me. For the hope that you gave me. For the love that I know is inside of me. For the sun that shines on me. For all you give me day by day. Thank you for being you.

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Mother is there when no one else is. Mother will hold you and wipe away your tears. Mother gives you light when no one else can. When no one else arms will do, Mothers arms are there way before she knew who you was. Mother loved you, nourished you, and gave you life. Mother is strong and never tires, her strength seems to go on and on. Mother is my hero here and forever because, Mother gave me life when no one else could.

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You are the light that makes me shine. You are the shade that keeps me cool. You are the arms that holds me tight. You are the love that makes me right. You are the key to all my doors. You are the heat that keeps me warm. You are the hands that wipes my tears. You are the hope that keeps me going.

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Four a.m. on my last day I sat in my domicile knowing something was wrong yet unable to place my finger on it is it the broken heart? I thought, no is it my lack of self anything? I thought, no is it the fact that I ran out of dope? I thought ah, that’s it I’m dry, pennyless & out of bridges’s to burn FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck four thirty a.m. on my last day I pace in my domicile begging the sandman to visit begging the shadow monkeys to vanish begging my mind to slow down just a bit begging and begging some more to no avail four forty five a.m. on my last day I search my room for escape not there I sift threw my ashtray for release not there I raid my mother’s liquor cabinet for peace nothing! But wait under the sink lies nirvana in a fume & a bag four fifty seven a.m. on my last day I sit on my couch broken I see my daemons! I hear my daemons! They beckon for me to end it now five o one a.m. on my last day on my knees I cry on my knees I beg for aid on my knees I pray for the strength to end it now\ I died that morning & I’m all the better for it finally the gates of hell have opened the keys were not in my room the keys were not in my damnable ashtray the keys were not in my mother’s liquor cabinet or under the putrid sink the keys were within all along waiting to be found on my last day

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shattered i've lost everything i had to live for, the creative energies were there no more, family and friends had become strange faces allowing me to sleep in cold and desolate places. hungry in the morning and all through the night, i thought GOD had given up on me with all His might. as i walked the cold concrete, cursing and talking, i could feel the devils, creeping and stalking. i feel GOD has let me down, went on about his way, no money, no food, not a decent place to stay. no one for comfort, no one for support, why the hell was is still filled with so much damn effort! not a dime in my pocket, the world has stolen me blind, i can't think straight, i have no peace of mind. i thought of murder, commit the ultimate act, i knew i wouldn't be caught, that was a fact. no nerves to steal unless it was a bag of money, almost became a statistic, for milk and that sweet honey. as i sat and cried for two whole days, thinking of legal ways that pays, i contemplated suicide just to ease the grief, never have i been so lonely, i just need a little relief. finally, after five hours of sound sleep, under many blankets, because there was no heat, i decided not to give the world the pleasure, up to them, i'm determined to measure. kimwilson95

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I Dream I dream of killing you, stabing you 100 times or more. I dream of your head in my hands, your blood in my fingers. I dream of hating you so much I'll feed you to my dog whom you held so deer. I dream of beating you to a bloody pulp and making you suffer for all of the pain and anguish you've caused my family. I dream of you dying in the hospital, I think your a worthless piece of shit I may of loved you once apon a time but not any more! Good bye you fucking ass whole and I hope you rot in hell. I hope you I haunt your dreams until you DIE!!!!

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i followed the leader into the attack, i took all the pictures and never shot back, and now i am wounded, from my head to my toes, thats what i get for making porno.

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roses are blue, violets are red, i'm no good at poetry, but i'm real good in bed.

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roses are blue, violets are red, i'm no good at poetry, but i'm real good in bed

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Killing The Dove

I swing by the mountain side Making my decision I wonder if your there to catch me I wonder if your even there to see

I swing by the mountain side In my black dress Everything everyone hated me for The thing you liked best

I swing by the mountain side And remember how you hurt me Swinging, just swinging.... Hoping you can see

I swing by the mountain side I swing here for you Falling over just so you can see That you lied, and I was being true

I swing by the mountain side Dropping a million tears They fall straight down With every single one of my fears

I swing by the mountain side Without showing one ounce of fear You hurt me so badly I'm going to end it here

I swing by the mountain side With everyone yelling at me I decide its time to show That I'm serious about what they see

I swing by the mountain side With complete intentions of falling Falling, falling While within me, I hear my true self calling

I swing by the mountain side I lay cold on a floor trembling On the inside

I swing by the mountain side Ive gone completing insane I don't want to lose anything more I have nothing to gain

I swing by the mountain side I think my decision through Deciding everyone has there time to end And this is end of me and you

I swing by the mountain side No more No more I have fallen over board Dead as i hit the floor

I lay on this ground Beneath your feet You look down to me Knowing me as someone so sweet

You probably can't believe I came through Can't believe I did it But thats your problem, never believing whats true

The paramedics are here They roll me over And in your mind, you only have one fear

You cant believe what they said Can't believe you saw me fall dead

They take the note addressed to you Call out your name It's finally proven true

You read it over and over in your mind You read it out loud The truth is what is here to find

You killed me You killed me in you mind Everyone hears, and in your tears, they finally see

That what i was talking about Wasn't really a lie I really was trying just to get out

You go home, and nothing is what it seems You go home, and decide you'll have better dreams

A week later and your here at my funeral You look into my eyes and say "Dear Nicole, I'm sorry I hurt you I'm sorry I wasn't true I'm sorry I didn't see The real love you felt for me I can't take it back but I'll work real hard And turn my heart to red from black I'll turn on the lights And stop walking in the dark I'll look back on you memory and there I'll probably find everything I did to you, every time I left a bad mark I know I can't change that fact that you are dead I know I can't change every lie I said but I'll live as a better person for you Never lying again, only being true And this is the lesson thats shouldn't go unheard You should never lie, never use things against each other Only using the right words To say what you mean And only what you mean Only showing what is meant to be seen I learned this lesson the hard way But I'll teach someone, the easy way some day But for now my dear I'll have to end it here"

You went home Meaning every word coming from your mouth

You went home and grabbed the knife You sat in your room crying over me I didn't deserve to lose my life

I shouldn't of died like that So there he sat He wrote his letter of goodbyes And stuck his knife in his heart And there he dies

Two people gone for something so good They didn't deserve to lose their life You never really should

Inside each of the notes They said goodbye Gave their reasons For why they should die Only one reason Given by both They said they died for love A two-sided oath

They told everyone to dig their grave And dig it deep They said never forget Save the memory of me And always look deep inside someone to see That not everything is true Even if it looks that way on the outside to you I'm here to show for this I loved him till the very last kiss I never loved her even during the first kiss

Suicide for love The most horrible thing Killing, yes killing that little white dove No one deserves, And yes I say no one, To have a reason to kill No matter what Whether it be jumping from life Or striking it away with the biggest knife

The only thing they need to know The only thing they learned to know Was is love true or is it not Even for those, who for years have fought Is it false, is love false Only the few who know it truly Know it as a loss They know it as a true dread But their words for it, we can not know Because sadly they are dead But I'm sure that there are other ways to learn of love We can teach them to each other, and bring back to life that little dove

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It's Too Late

One tree in the front yard No purpose, but decoration, till that day A little fight, I thought it was nothing But no one would listen to what she wanted to say

Till it was too late

After hours, After dark Everyone a sleep in her mind But I was listening alone in my room when I heard one sound, and went outside to find

It was too late

I cried many tears that night It was a picture-perfect nightmare I wish I could have saved her I hope she knows I care

Even though it's too late

I went to bed thinking it was a dream I woke up to find that she really took her life So I cried more tears Went inside and grabbed a knife

But it was too late

I cut her down and held her body I wiped away one tear She didn't deserve to lose her life She still had unlived life for years

Though it's too late

Our parents woke up And came outside to find My sister dead laying in my lap of tears The very worst thought to come to a parent's mind

And it was to late

We had the wake, we had the funeral We had the burial ceremony We went on trying to go on for years with those stupid smiles, that are so phony

I wish it wasn't to late

and every now and then I'll think I saw my my little sister Walking along this house, this town And I'll blow loving kisses to her

Then I remember, it's too late

It's too late to say I'm sorry And take back hurtful things I said It's too late to say I really love you to your face It's too late to save you from being dead

It's just to late

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Tough Love

The one who stole my heart Is also the one who ripped it apart I see him in the days and in my dreams I see him everywhere it seems Love is though they would say Well I found out the hard way I love this guy so much And to think I just went on a hunch From the first kiss to the last I love you These are the things that make me blue To think of what I lost And its all because I bossed If only he could see How much he means to me Then maybe he would come back But the words to describe are something I lack Love is tough you see Don’t mess up and loose him like me

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No more pills to swallow No more failed dreams to follow No more reason to stay No more sun in the day No more moon at night No more people to fight No more does she care No more does she dare No more can she feel No more trying to heal No more bills to pay No more can I say

This life so sad and confusing to a little one who never gets to see or hear the ones that love them because no one does, they hide in the shadows and cry and wish for this life to be over. I should know I’ve been there. Why so sad is this world, that cares nothing for anyone that is not at the top of the list at every big show in the world. Why does it matter you size, your color, your religion, or race? As long as you are a human being that walks on this so called “perfect Earth”. Think just for a second if you called your little girl and found out that she was with a different religioned guy what would you do? Or if she was with a person of different nationality? What would happen to your perfect daughter? Would she disappear from your mind as if never there? Probably so. You are completely pathetic in your high class apartments, and you 100th floor offices, you are a waste of time and money. You have no life other than yours, look around you, there are other people here too. Your little girl down on the corner selling drugs and herself. Oh, you forgot about her or you white son that has a black baby, what about him? You are not worth the time, Good-Bye

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when I hear your voice it brings a warmness to my heart i wouldn't change a thing if we had to restart a smile from you does so much to me your sensitive touch sets my worries free when you say you love me my hearts skips a beat without you baby i am incomplete you make my world spin u make life worth living my life is just now beggining because your with me and im with you forever I will be in love with you!!!

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Hello! can anyone hear me? this isnt fair! No one wants to join me on this ride called "life" Im Alone just me and the air, Why couldnt i be born at a diffrent time! Falling towers Children crying men with to much power peaple lying! They say theres a reason why im here No one knows me no ones near! I wonder about the meaning of life To be succefull with good kids along whith a wife! I want to scream! lose controll and be mean!!! This is my life nothing to look forward to But souls made if hard ice.

- Daniel Aguilera

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Dear God, in my new walk sometimes I get lost, I admit the tricks of the devil are throwing me off, And it seems the world is getting colder and colder, Like the heart of man is as hard as a boulder, And I know that I cant make everyone open their hearts, But I have opened mine so I guess it\\\'s a start, And you probably know that drugs are overtaking the streets, Young men feel the need to console themselves with heat, Teenage girls are overpopulating the world with babies, And there are so many names for a female other than woman or lady, And diseases seem to want to take the center stage, Which leads me to wonder will they ever find a cure for aids? And many of our soldiers are overseas fighting an unknown war, I say unknown because I still don\'t know what we are fighting for, And at times we get scared to walk amongst each other, Not realizing that we are not only homeboys but also brothers, And we seem to get stressed over cars, jewels, and money, But all these belong to you, I find this kind of funny, But through all these things I find peace in you, This is a strange land but I'm glad I am just passing through

Johnny Lee Anderson

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Why oh why do I cry? That one monday morning when you said goodbye. This makes me want to die. How do I get by? Why oh why do I love you so? How could you pick up and leave and let me go? Are you my friend or are you my foe? Why oh why do I cry?

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My love is fading away. like the piercing echos in the dark. My love is fading away. Like the happy vioces in an ark. My love is fading away. My feelings are decreasing. My love is fading away. my souls pain is releasing. My love is fading away. As my heart is nothing but a peice of shead. My love is fading away. As i lie crying in bed. My love is fading away. As i watch you walk by. My love is fading away. As when i watch i can't help but cry. My love is fading away. As Your name crosses my mind. My love is fading away. As i no longer feel your sprite following behind. My love is fadin away. As if theres nothing to believe in. My love is fading away. as if there is nothing i can achieve in. My love is fading away. But i have to hold tight. My love is fading away. Because maybe in the end i'll be surrounded by loves light. By Danielle Rosales

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check out www.freewebs.com/lynchyinc and sign the guestbook!

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Believe it or not, I know that I'm not always the easiest person in the world to get along with...There are times when I'm moody and no matter what you do or say, I'll find fault. I know that, at times, I push you to the point where you feel that you can't win and you wonder what you could possibly be going wrong...well its not you, its me. I just can't understand what someone as wonderful as you could see in me and I get scared, I'm afraid you'll suddenly see all my flaws and fall out of love with me. I know it's no excuse, but those times when I'm the most difficult is probably the time I'm loving you the most an I can't bear the thought of life without you. So I'm trying...and I do love you more than the world.

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First of all you dont talk, you listen, I remember how you eyes to glisten, I could think of you deep in my soul, Now you’re gone, and what’s left is a hole, How could you do this? Was our love not strong? I believed it was, but I guess I was wrong, You’ve hurt me so bad with the way that you act, You said "no they’re lying" but I know it’s a fact, I listened to you, and forgot my friends, Guess who’s really there for me in the end? I really loved you, I truly did, Yet I didn’t know for play you bid, I’m sure I was shielded, sure I was blind, Yet you took your knife and stabbed me from behind, I asked what’s love, when you’ve hurt me like this, You’d reply "I love you" and give me a kiss, This pain in my heart had left a huge scar, Yet I’ll go somewhere, unlike you very far, No I don’t need you, there is no doubt, I let you into my heart, now get the hell out! Forget all I’ve said and given to you, You’ll never find a love, so sweet and so true, Maybe you’ll regret what you’ve done to me, You can never have be back, stated finally, So go on your way and don’t turn back, What’s done is done, I won’t cut you slack, As far as I’m concerned I’ve forgotten you, ‘Cause you’ve broken my heart, and now we’re through

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Have you ever known everything you have ever wanted and known you will never have any of it. Or you have had it all and you messed it all up. Love sucks. Especially when you give your heart away and they crush it like a empty pop can. When you think nothing could be better with that person and then you find out that the whole time you’ve been together they have been cheating on you, with someone you consider a friend. Friends suck. They back stab you just so they can get their way. Then they try to say that their sorry they just got caught up in the moment. When you know that they are just lying and trying to get back at you for something stupid. Why do people feel that they have to get even, all it is a game of hate. A game played off your emotions. The first one to make the other one cry, wins. Isn’t that how it goes. No body really cares about anyone else. They just want what they believe is best for them and when they don’t get it they will be you friend again. Until this cycle goes around again. What about that person, that person who told you, that you meant everything to them. You thought you loved them and that they loved you. They ask you to forgive them, how could you ever forgive someone so shallow, yet so the one thing you have ever wanted. How do you choose between being loved and being alone....

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I tried to understand what this love is all about but this pain filled inside of me since we,ve been apart The love that we started is'nt finished in my heart lets make this work we shouldnt have never part The sleepless nights thinking of you of how we use to be caring for each other tenderly I cant go on another night without you in my life. Please baby come back to me lets make this work and become one with our hearts no more wasted precious time this love we have is so rare to find,please come back and fill this pain in my heart

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I tried to understand what this love is all about but this pain filled inside of me since we,ve been apart The that we started is'nt finished in my heart lets make this work we shouldnt have never part The sleepless nights thinking of you of how we use to be caring for each other tenderly I cant go on another night without you in my life. Please baby come back to me lets make this work and become one with our hearts no more wasted precious time this love we have is so rare to find,please come back and fill this pain in my heart

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BETTER DAYS everyone would like better days, to have passions in our hearts, all this drama no one knows were it starts, lets let things go perfectly okay, and not try to tear others apart, and search for those better days.

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Reaching for the Mountains. today is the day we reach for the mountains with our hearts filled with pain they might try to destroy us but our freedom pride they will never gain hopp on we'll take you for a ride and take you to the top of the mountains in loving memories of 9-11.

by: magdaly pierre

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Take Away My Emptiness by Jeremy Johnson

“Fill this emptiness in my mind, Take away this longing in my heart. Make me whole Lord, Please take away my emptiness!”

This a personal request, A hymn expressing a desire to be made complete, The longing to be filled, in all those dark corners. A desperate desire to be filled no matter what it takes.

The emptiness of filling lonely though one is around so many, The emptiness of being scared even though one is surrounded by light, The emptiness of not knowing who one really is even though they have many biographies.

A cry giving the Lord a personal invitation to invade their life, Permission to evict those shadows. A cry to be free from that thirsting of their heart, mind, and soul, which rules on the inside.

Surrendering to their only hope, Giving a cry from their belly, Day and Night, Night and Day, Lord take away my emptiness!

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Here I am looking in the light, it's like looking at you the way you shine so bright your personality glows like a rainbow, your soul is so whole, when you look at me I can't believe are you really looking at me? You tell me i'm beautiful everyday but I just don't know what you see in me.

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Here I am looking in the light, it's like looking at you the way you shine so brught your personality glows like a rainbow, your soul is so whole, when you look at me I can't believe are you really looking at me? You tell me i'm beautiful everyday but I just don't know what you see in me.

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with arms wide open

well i just heard the news today it seems my life is going to change i close my eyes begin to pray the tears of joy stream down my face

well i don't know if i'm ready to be the man i have to be i take a breath & take her by my side we stand in awe, we've created life

if i had just one wish only one demand i hope he's not like me i hope he understands that he can take this life & hold it by the hand and he can greet the world with arms wide open with arms wide open under the sunlight welcome to this place i show you everything with arms wide open now everything has changed i'll show you love, i'll show you everything WITH ARMS WIDE OPEN

BY: CREED

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hello dear planet how are you today? my name isn't janet but my mood is gay

even though I have problems I know I'm okay there are ways to solve them and I don't have to pay

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I like the idea of being sexy But I don't want to be only sex Out with me In with the next You like my hair, scent and smile So we talk for a little while My lips so sultry, soft and sweet You think they'd make the perfect treat My legs so soft My skin so smooth I can see you're in the mood You want my body, tits and ass Any future with you I'll have to pass In your eyes I must resemble The meanigless... A sex symbol

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I got a little girl with a little rubber head she's around everynight just before i go to bed, she looks like she loves it everytime i get through she dont talk back like a lady might do i call her p-i-n-k-y 69.95 give her a try

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It’s A Barbie World So many faces, their own stories to tell. The Higher we go, the harder we fall. White porcelain faces mirror my soul. Laughter erupts from somewhere and snaps me back. Here I am part of the performance. Backstage preparing my solo. Painting my face, painting my body. So many people hiding, afraid of what creeps beneath the mask. Afraid to run around naked in the glorious sun. Incidentally we have adapted to this sad display. Adorning heavy robes of vodka tonic, weed laced with snow, And smiles that mislead all too well. Pulling the thick goo from my pupils, I begin to become aware. The fake, plastic world is melting beneath me. Surrounded by a natural beauty never before appreciated. I am at peace. Now the challenge of finding a co-star for this fantasy. One who can reach down my throat and touch my soul. One who can hook up to my brain, know all my secrets, and adore Me just the same. A passion for life and a laziness to sit and enjoy the quiet of ourselves. Each new interview gets my spirits all flustered. Some tricking my mind for longer than others can manage. I see you. I can see right through you. They all fail to care eventually. Someone real. Searching through the dolls that pass me in a hurry to go nowhere, I am reminded that their eyes are still blind. Isn’t their anyone with dreams anymore? Sick of working for systems that don’t mean a thing. It’s all for a price these days. We pay in blood. Slave our precious days for green paper poison. I want out of your system, your potent potions drowning everyone And producing identical Barbies. Can’t they see that none of this matters? I need to improve my own energy and help others through. Enjoy naturalness. That’s why we’re here. Get out of the game if you have the guts to be cleansed, Or pretend your toys are more important than life. By: Aimee Pallozzi

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A Beautiful Wife

Our days where great, her beautiful face was looking at me we were on the beachhaving a wonderful time, We walked on the board walk as the sun beautifully shined we loved each other as far as love can go

We were expecting a boy at the end of the month An were happily awaiting for his life to come The days went by and the baby came and we had great days that would seem to last forever

She was in the car with the baby going to the store When a red light came she stopped and looked at the baby's face When she heard sirens she turned around, and there it was a stolen truck hitting her car

I ran to the hospital panicked and worried I saw her face all bloody and with fury In the next room was the baby scratched up and asleep i thanked God she was still breathing

I sat in the chair next to my wife she was cold and scared The doctors worked hard and fast but it was too late she died in pain

I couldn't believe it she died I sat an I cried and thought "WHY"? Its now only the baby and I As he was the only reason I would stay alive

We where at the cemetery crying so hard my mind busting with so many thoughts of her and her life Then some guy came in chains with two police officer, it was him the one who killed my wife He came hug me and said he was extremely sorry I had no sympathy I punched him in the eye, but he didn’t retaliate

Years went by as the baby was no longer a baby but a 12 year old coming out to be a wonderful guy Till this day I think what would have happen if my wife was still alive But her soul will never die and she will always be the love of my life My child has kept me alive and has reminded me of my beautiful wife

-Matt Malley

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hello, hello hello mello yellow

im so poetic im so energetic i say these words, and there--- hello, hello hello mello yellow

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Words come from the mouth, but actions come from the heart Nora Trevino

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I know i sometimes doubt you i should not do it But know why- cause my mind is torn to peices heart is bleeding...and i cry laying in the dark alone always asking myself why? Asking - How did this sh!t just happen? then i look at u and sigh thinking of how much i feel for you but can never really have you whole knowing that i love you with every beat, that beats within my soul and thinking of a life i love to live with you i care the most then remembering the reality....then i awake to burning toast always daydreaming of what might be or what might never ever come but then always being reminded, that now that life i dream, is none cause life has tricks up his sleeve that makes me want to hide and run because the irony lifes beauty is that...youve been granted with a son That is not ours for us to share

Just yours and hers…for you both to care

And no matter how much I hate to think of it

I can’t escape it! Can’t get away from it!!

FLERIDA

astro_gem83@hotmail.com

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Just yours and hers…for you both to care

And no matter how much I hate to think of it

I can’t escape it! Can’t get away from it!! :(

FLERIDA >>> x x x astro_gem83@hotmail.com

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Just yours and hers…for you both to care

And no matter how much I hate to think of it

I can’t escape it! Can’t get away from it!! :(

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dO yOu YaHoO!!!?

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sawweeeet!

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IM A SKITZO roses are red, violets are blue, i am ugly so am i too

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R.I.P- Uncle Buck 3/9/39-4/26/02

You make me laugh You make me smile if i had to see you i'd walk that mile Just to see your face and make you laugh and wish you would just come back come back to see me and love me again but you can't, until i go to heaven I miss you a lot and i hope you miss me too noone could ever take the place of an uncle like you you'd pick me up every friday, and i'd sing for you every time i went, casey came too We always spent christmas together this christmas was different You wern't there I CRIED but thinking of you Always makes me smile

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LOVE love is there till the end,always there to bend the life of others, and make them see eachother in a different light, but love can go wrong and have you for a loop,hurling you to a place where theres no hope... can love exist when you see hatred in your eyes...when hatred is focused on you, and you stand alone in this lone dark world,i was so afraid...then i realize... love is never wrong....and so it never dies...theres a perfect world...in everyones eyes... but specially if... u see it to...the happiness inside you...love will find a way

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You have no clue of what I've tasted, No idea what caused my tears to be wasted. You have no idea what haunts my mind, Memories of love that's been left to find. You have no answers for what I've been through, You couldn't dream to imagine the places I've been to. Lets start at the beginning a long time ago, When I was just a little boy starting to grow. We were put in foster homes time after time, After found from being lost from her confused mind. We would sit in the corner of a house full of drugs, Hoping for the rescue of a dad full of hugs. Many times, we were homeless with no food to eat, She was forced to sell her body for money on the street. We would stand on the shoulder of a road and wait, For someone to feel sorry of what she considered bait. I watched her sniff cocaine from the base of her reflection, To think of what she went through to give her life rejection. She made wreaths for extra money to help pay the bills, But instead she used the money to buy needles and pills. There was a point in our lives when we lived in a car, And the foundation of our home was the parking lot of a bar. I went to school embarrassed of the clothes I had to wear, For they were two sizes too small but she didn't seem to care. She loved us very much but something else had taken over, If only I were a drug, I'd poison her love for me to hold her. We watched her get beat with no mercy in their eyes, Their strenght feed off the tears that we could help too cry. My dad never hit me, he would never even yell, How could he if he was locked behind the bars of a cell. She Beat us with belts and switches, anything she could find, As long as it made a mark, that we felt on our behind. I would bring home my report card to show her all my A's, But she was to fried to know what it ment to celebrate. The only good memories are in the pictures of my past, And the ones that hurt and scold me, in my mind they'll always last. The point of this poem is not to make you fell sorrow or grief, But to think about how different branches grow beneath each sheltering leaf.

BY:Ray Dermota rayecko@comcast.net

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BY:Ray Dermota rayecko@comcast.net

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BY:Ray Dermota rayecko@comcast.net

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i woke early one morning, the earth lay cool and still when suddenly a tiny bird perched on my window sill, he sang so lovely so carefree and gay, that slowly all my troubles began to slip away. he sang of far off places of laughter and of fun, it seemed his very trilling, brought up the morningh sun. i stirred beneath the covers crept slowly out of bed, then gently shut the window and crushed his fucking head. im not a morning person.

from lynchy

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GEORGIE PORGIE PUDDING AND PIE KISSED THE GIRLS AND MADE EM CRY WHEN ALL THE BOYS CAME OUT TO PLAY HE KISSED EM TOO CAUSE HE WAS GAY!

FROM LYNCHY THE COURT JESTER

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ihad a poo upon the loo at half past two it looked like you

from lynchy DANIELLYNCHISKING@HOTMAIL.COM

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"Scholarship to Zen"

Eyes closing as this breath is inhaled Seeking absolute control through meditation Peaceful surroundings are pictured To detour one from the root That cause severe aggravation Using contemplation to unlock the passage Reliving time suspended in memory bliss Letting go of hateful emotions As one feels from an enemy's kiss I've learned a variety of teachings From numerous masters, who've crossed my path Directing me towards a peaceful route To avoid the disastrous outcome Like the ones who've crossed my wrath Approaching the route parting peers Where most children evolve into men I am now searching for a new type Of unimaginable sacred knowledge Accepting this scholarship to Zen

By Shomori Pass

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No Cucumbers

Sorry, we don’t except cucumbers. Especially not from the new combers, Well maybe next time, We’ll except a new lime. Sorry, we don’t except cucumbers.

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This website is stupid

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Quentin Ford Qford04@yahoo.com

Slavery

We are all slaves Slaves to the mind The mind that controls all African Americans claim to be oppressed No, my brother your mind is oppressed We complain about not being treated equally Equality in this world would be bad Bad is not good unlike the vivid imagination For that imagination comes from the mind The mind that enslaves us all It was the mind of a slave that started slavery A slave started slavery When you run across a racist individual It is not the individual’s fault, blame the mind A slave taught that individual to be a slave A slave only knows what another slave has taught Slaves aren’t able to view all perspectives We have to stay on our master’s property The property that conceals us from the rest If you dare, seek independence from all of this Doing so has consequences; your master will come after you Exposing himself to new things, this is god Good like the vivid imagination that comes From the mind that used to enslave you Break away and don’t live by the boundaries You are now free

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Screens of fame glitter our lives

Screams of pain shadow our nights

Happiness comes and goes

But love always remains constant

A mystery

-Chris Neal Crawford

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Screens of fame glitter our lives

Screams of pain shadow our nights

Happiness comes and goes

But love always remains constant

A mystery

-Chris Neal Crawford

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Screens of fame glitter our lives Screams of pain shadow our nights Happiness comes and goes But love always remains constant A mystery

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Me, a ring of silver

Expectations

Everyday, thoughts clutter my mind

Endless possibilities

My head, beginning to explode

Not being able to balance,

Tipping over ever time I try

And yet, people expect me to juggle while standing

A life just beginning, seeming like it will never end

Expectations

Confusion, my head spinning in endless circles of frustration

No one understands it

Everyone depending as if I were their hope

Expectations

I must get my self out of this ring of silver

And try to move on to gold

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Me, a ring of silver Expectations Everyday, thoughts clutter my mind Endless possibilities My head, beginning to explode Not being able to balance, Tipping over ever time I try And yet, people expect me to juggle while standing A life just beginning, seeming like it will never end Expectations Confusion, my head spinning in endless circles of frustration No one understands it Everyone depending as if I were their hope Expectations I must get my self out of this ring of silver And try to move on to gold

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Tonight's stars are beautiful & the moon is full

What keeping me from flying is a gravitational pull

No it's not our planet it's a teenage girl

She's the only person I've seen more precious than a pearl

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When the sun comes up for the last time.. I will place my bet on the horse with no legs

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The Toothbrush - spamme@deadpelican.com Some people say, that it is okay, to brush from side to side. Not to brush up and down, will bring a frown, to convert them has surely been tried. It is readily said, that your brush is red, you assume it is used only by you. But in the morning rush, when people brush, they may be using it too. You tend to make a mess, before you dress, when you brush your teeth. You like to clean your mouth right, from that supper last night, of salad, corn grapefruit and beef.

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A friend asking for a cloud seldom confuses it with humanity.

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Let look at th e grander and see the beautiful clouds

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PASS Me; pass me dear luv if thow decide to die I do not desire to see my queen devoured by the darkness that she like .pass me when your desires reached the end to be beauty that GOD given to satisfy my luv for my queen,Pass me with tears to show your sadness sorrows in comparison understand my asking passme now for thy soul is not complete shhhh,baby you left me....author ALDINE LOWERY-THOMPSON CALL ME MONICA 773-287-7876 CELLUAR 773-480-0546

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HEART OF COLUMBIA

All across the nation we mourn the dreadfull loss, As seven of our astronauts fall upon the cross. We all stood waithing for the shuttle to arrive, Then we heard the terrible news, no one had survived. When it was finally clear what had sudenly happened, People were mourning all the way form Nevada to Manhattan. The shuttle was screaming like fireworks in the sky, Many families saddened because they never said good-bye. We all take for granted the work for they have done, We only then realize it after they are gone. All across the workd we hear the defining cry, Why did seven heroes suddenly have to die? President Bush make an ourstanding speech, To all those heart he could not reach. He told us to have the courage and strength, To those above we can no longer thank. We hear the music of the Challenger gloom, Many years later we hear that same exact tune. Another tragedy occurred on our land, But all of us know UNITED WE STILL STAND!

-Jordan Judy

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HEART OF COLUMBIA All across the nation we mourn the dreadfull loss, As seven of our astronauts fall upon the cross. We all stood waithing for the shuttle to arrive, Then we heard the terrible news, no one had survived. When it was finally clear what had sudenly happened, People were mourning all the way form Nevada to Manhattan. The shuttle was screaming like fireworks in the sky, Many families saddened because they never said good-bye. We all take for granted the work for they have done, We only then realize it after they are gone. All across the workd we hear the defining cry, Why did seven heroes suddenly have to die? President Bush make an ourstanding speech, To all those heart he could not reach. He told us to have the courage and strength, To those above we can no longer thank. We hear the music of the Challenger gloom, Many years later we hear that same exact tune. Another tragedy occurred on our land, But all of us know UNITED WE STILL STAND!

-Jordan Judy

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Support Peace in the middle east! Support the war! Chant the vets Positioned next, To the peaceniks. Standing with them Upon the local courthouse steps!

Dissenting voices were once ok Coexisting peacefully together Within the good old USA.

Until one day, Freedom of speech was impeached. And political correctness did reign. Redefining patriotism in its name!

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The green door

The green door is long and wide, I wish it were wide and long

The green door

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HOW MANY TIMES MUST I HEAR THE WORD, I LOVE U BEFORE THE WORD IS REALLY MENT?

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO HEAR THE WORD, I CANT CUZ UR TO BENT?

YOU TELL ME U LOVE ME BUT HOW DO I KNOW ITS TRUE, WHEN ANOTHER BITCH SAID U TELLING HER THAT SHIT TO?

YOU LIE SO MUCH AND I DONT UNDERSTAND, Y CANT U TELL THE TRUTH AND BE A MOTHERFUCKIN MAN?

I KNOW U FUCK OTHER BITCH'S AND THEY SUCK UR DICK, BUT I HOPE U DONT KISS THEM CAUSE THERE TASTING MY CLIT.

THEM BITCH'S CAN HAVE U, YOU AINT SHIT, JUST A NIGGA WITH A NICE WHIP, A BIG DICK AND COULD SUCK A GOOD CLIT.

SO IM LEAVING NOW SO I GUESS ILL SEE U LATER, OH YEAH THE BABY'S DUE ABOUT 9 MONTHES LATER

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HOW MANY TIMES MUST I HEAR THE WORD, I LOVE U BEFORE THE WORD IS REALLT MENT?

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO HEAR THE WORD, I CANT CUZ UR TO BENT?

YOU TELL ME U LOVE ME BUT HOW DO I KNOW ITS TRUE, WHEN ANOTHER BITCH AID U TOLD HER THAT SHIT TO?

Y LIE SO MUCH AND I DONT UNDERSTAND, Y CANT U TELL THE TRUTH AND BE A MOTHERFUCKIN MAN?

I KNOW U FUCK OTHER BITCH'S AND THEY SUCK UR DICK, BUT I HOPE U DONT KISS THEM CAUSE THERE TASTING MY CLIT.

THEM BITCH'S CAN HAVE U , U INT SHIT, JUST A NIGGA WITH A NICE WHIP A BIG DICK AND COULD SUCK A GOOD CLIT.

SO IM LEAVING NOW SO I GUESS ILL SEE U LATER, OH YEAH THE BABY'S DUE ABOUT 9 MONTHES LATER

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A Reflection

A celebration of years gone past... I knew it then He'd found peace at last... I'd like to remember those happy times... But I know deep inside that it was all lies.

When he was born, there was love to be had... But it ended to soon, for She said he was bad. As years grew on, he'd strive for acceptance, but She through him out...calling him evil and ignorant.

I'd like to recall some smiles and laughter...but all I remember is his cries and his terror.

For all you women...You know what you do, there's a name for that now...It's called "Child Abuse!"

We were close in age, but seperated young, and all the love in the world couldn't change what She'd done.

He didn't believe...He'd lost all faith, but he worked real hard to find his escape.

The drugs came easy...the booze always there, and all those women who never really cared.

He's seven years gone, and in his thirty-fifth year, I know some would say "Let's go have a beer". They'll sit around a table...salute, drink, and cheer...But I will reflect by myself...with all his lost tears.

This is for a man that I will call "Mister..." I remember to well...

For I was his sister.

Your Eagle Still Flies! 1968-1996

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Harver and Elaine

Our love is unforgetable, like a picture in a frame. There is no stronger love than, Harver and Elaine. You complete my life with, the simple things you do. Now my life hs meaning, since I found you. We started to date in the, month of October. I would be crushed if our, relationship was over. But you would never do that, to me cause you love, me so much. My heart tumbles by the, feel of your touch. Our love feels like a play, performed on stage. I alwayz dreamed of you, and me being engaged. We have been going out, for a long time. A love like you,I'd never, thought I'll find. So from here I just, have one thing, to say. Which is I LOVE YOU Harver in every way!!!

Dedicated to the love of my life Harver...I love you baby..Elaine and Harver 4Life!

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FEELIN SUCIDAL....by leander smith from brockton,mass

you where my earth, my stars ,my moon ,my sun... when we was together we had so much fun... unlike the others you brought me gladness.... but just like the others you left me in sadness... the times i had with you i will always miss... from when we first met to our very first kiss... bcauz my love for you was so real...... even thoe you hurt me i want you back still... i cant believe that our relationship is over... ever since that nite i've been so sober.... i would do anything to get you bac again... cauz to me you where more than just a friend... these words cant describe how i really feel... and now witout you my heart will neva heal... ever since you left ive been thru so much pain... and now that your gon, my life will neva be the same.... i just wanted us to stay together... now ill probably never see u again ... gone foreva.. on this earth you was my idle..... and now witout you im feelin suicidal......

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why can't i get big because i am god and gay damn why do i always put myself down maybe its a compliment myslef hehehe what a big dork i wish i could be a whales penis or have something that resembles a whales penis yes yes i do its a f un ny time itempo so poo this because you are not even caring about what i make yhou wirte hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah its such a fun time to be dead or sdying or trying to die yes i am trying to die but i cant even think of how to throw myself itself in gofntoi of a moving car and just truck dammit its got to be a truck this is the greatest peoptry ever wrttitn because its me and i ddunnoo do i care or not its like jack kerouac ack i cant spell his name its not like i heard that car horn blow me bitch i care cant hear htis all this wondering if it is spontenaity you spell good hahahahaha wellness baby i like this it is my friend flower poetry

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i like porn virgins are the best pee on me

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im toast ing champagne with hot girls wowie they can't think wink wink maybe i do though

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I looked at porn in the library people didn't see it's ashame i didn't pee on my computer

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Sex is an ungodly act i like sex therefore i am better than god :)

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I am king I am God I have a small rod would god have a small rod? yes yes yes

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SORRY-- I'm sorry but I can't stay I just don't feel good and I have nothing to say

When you were near I used to be happy But now when I see you, I just feel crappy

You don't understand how it feels to be me too many people I always try to please You can never understand because your a man

Sorry but I've moved on! I've found someone new He is sweet and mature and for him my heart beats true

Written by: Babarbra Lou Beakes

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SORRY I'm sorry but I can't stay I just don't feel good and I have nothing to say

When you were near I used to be happy But now when I see you, I just feel crappy

You don't understand how it feels to be me too many people I always try to please You can never understand because your a man

Sorry but I've moved on! I've found someone new He is sweet and mature and for him my heart beats true

Written by: Babarbra Lou Beakes

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huh? oh kewl

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Two Thousand One, Nine Eleven Two thousand one, nine eleven Five thousand plus arrive in heaven As they pass through the gate, Thousands more appear in wait

A tall bearded man, wearing a stovepipe hat steps forward and greets them, Then says, "Lets chat".

They settle down in seats of clouds A man named Martin shouts out proud "I have a dream!" and once he did The Newcomer says, "Your dream still lives."

Groups of soldiers in blue and gray Others in khaki, and green then say "We're from Bull Run, Yorktown, the Maine" The Newcomer says, "You died not in vain."

From a man on sticks one could hear "The only thing we have to fear. The Newcomer says, "We know the rest, trust us sir, we've passed that test."

A man with a twang from New England shores Then proclaimed in a voice they had all heard before "Courage like yours does not hide in caves You can't bury freedom, in a grave,"

A silence fell within the mist Somehow the Newcomer knew that this Meant time had come for her to say What was in the hearts of the five thousand plus that day

"In the land of the living, we wrote reports, Watched our children play in sports Worked our gardens, sang our songs Went to church and clipped coupons

We smiled, we laughed, we cried, we fought Unlike you, great we're not"

The tall man in the stovepipe hat Stood and said, "don't talk like that! Look at your country, look and see You died for freedom, just like me"

Then, before them all appeared a scene Of ruined streets and twisted beams Death, destruction, rubble and dust And people working just 'cause they must

Hauling ash, lifting stones, Knee deep in hell But not alone

"Look! Blackman, whiteman, brownman, and yellow Side by side helping their fellow!" So said Martin, as he watched the scene "Even from nightmares, can be born a dream."

Down below three firemen raised The colors high into ashen haze The soldiers above had seen it before On Iwo Jima back in '44

The man on sticks studied everything closely Then shared his perceptions on what he saw mostly "I see pain, I see tears, I see sorrow - but I don't see fear."

"You left behind husbands and wives Daughters and sons and so many lives are suffering now because of this wrong But look very closely. You're not really gone.

All of those people, even those you've never met All of their lives, they'll never forget Don't you see what has happened? Don't you see what you've done? You've brought them together, together as one.

The man named Abe stood and said "Welcome my friends," and from there he led, five thousand Newcomers, all heroes to heaven On this day of our Lord, two thousand one nine eleven.

Written by: Paul Spreadbury, York Beach, ME

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ONE DAY BY AMANDA OLIVIER 13 ONE DAYS NOT ANOUGH HOW COULD IT BE?

BUT ONE DAY'S ALL IT TAKES THIS THING IT CAME TO ME

ONE DAY'S ANOUGH TO MAKE IT HAPPEN....

A WORLD OF TRAGEDY

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No matter how soft. No matter how deep. No matter how strong. No matter how steep. The love inside. I will keep. To say I'm sorry will have to do. Because all I'm in love with. Is you.

+*^*+Emily+*^*+ 11 years old

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*You* No matter how soft No matter how deep No matter how strong No matter how steep The love inside I will keep To say I'm sorry Will have to do Because all I'm in love with Is You

+*^*+Emily+*^*+ 11 yrs. old

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You where with me at the crack of dawn. You were there at never ending sunset. You loved me and told me everday. I belived you and told you the same. I didnt know if i meant it. I was disturbed when you left. You were happy when you left. You hated me when you left. I started to love you when you left. You were there with me at the crack of dawn. You were there with me at the never ending sunset. Now im alone at the crack of dawn. Now im alone at the ending sunset. I loved you and i said it everday. You hate me and you show it everyday.

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Roses are dead, violets are pooh, rhyming is no fun, dont think i am done.... I know I rhymed, im not that dumb, screw it, i'll do it, but only for gum.... I know u dont get it, niether do i, this is starting to be some fun, dont think I am going to say goodbye....I'm not done... i just want to annoy u, so sit here and read this as long as u want, but if u leave.. you'd be as impatient as...i dunno, i was just wondering if u were still reading.. you must be bored by now i wonder how? i think ur a fat sow... (just kidding!) You take things to seriously! I'm bored, so i think i'm just going to keep annoying u, this is actually some fun... Wanna hear a story? Once there was this kid he was ten, he was just like you, a big ugly hen, round and short, lonely and full of warts, once he stole a candy store asking for gas...HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!! Dont u get it?...oh, you dont get it.. DO you think I should go?..I don't! I wonder how much I have already written on this gay thing..probally enough to annoy u, oh well im not done, im not done, im not done, im not done... DUDE LOOK BEHIND YOU!! SOMEONE IS IN THE NUDE!!!....HAHA!!! i bet u looked!....only if ur a perv tho, i bet u own a collection of porn, u pervert!!.... Maybe I'll go not... OR NOT! Well, do think I should go, Thank you for staying, I think your my new friend, do you wanna be my friend? If you choose to be my friend PLEASE! (i said please..) scroll down... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30.... 1,000,000,000 Thank you for being my friend...............................................your really nice... DId you lose wieght? thank you for putting up with me...your soooo nice!... One more story and I'll go.. One time there was this person, they were at this one poem website, they found this one person who started to become really annoying, they would shutup...who do u think that is? ..... YOUR MEAN!!! I BET U SAID ME!! I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you I break up with you Your not my friend anymore!!!!!! Goodbye.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. HAHAHA tricked again...... ok bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye....... Here the next ppl that submit to this dumb website can annoy you bye, you my friend again since u kept reading... talk to you later ....maybe, i dont even know u, u thought i actually thought u were a firend of mine, haha!!!thats halarious!...not!...(oh, yea i said i was gona go) BYE BYE BYE

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Roses are red, violets are blue, osama is fucking gay, saddam too!

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*~* The One That Got Away *~* a twisted soul a battered heart these are a few things that describe love tears fall down her gentle cheeks as should would think of the one love she lost it might not have been love, for she was so young yet, what else would you call this deep feeling it wasn't some silly crush that a deep heart could take her belonged to one person, and one person only as she would cry, there would be no one there to hold her no one was there to tell her things would get better what was a girl to do to think of him was poison to the heart it was sweet yet painful, gentle but harsh she believed in hope, but it was slowing dyeing time was an evil key which unlocked her dark side as the days went slowly by, the door to her dark side would open for every time she thought of him, it would open a little more the poison slowly taking over her body and mind by night she would cry by day she bring a false hope this would follow in a daily pattern day's turned into weeks, and weeks became months slowly dyeing inside and nothing she could do but wait memories would play like an old movie, over and over again soft music would play while she tired to remember all the happy times everywhere she looked there a memory lingering, waiting for her every memory was a knife threw her stomach, twisting and twisting the blade seemed sharper and sharper the father it went into her core so confused and no one to turn to, she was lost in a endless sea of emotion up stream without a paddle, and no sense of reality to confused like a puzzle no one was there to help, or help her understand it seemed as if the world had turned it's ugly head, and just stared her in the face telling her she was no good, telling her that she was nothing more than a pathetic soul he was like a forbidden fruit, not to be caressed by another persons soft lips the one who would stand alone, and forever stay this way, as if he was under a spell a spell that seemed only a pure heart could break, but did hers stand up to the challenge at times it seemed only a pure heart could break, but did hers stand up to the challenge at times it seemed as if she were only a mere inch away from her goal then trap door would lead her into a corner and she would have to start from block one all over again the only things she could remember or least think of were hurtful times of there twisted past every thought, anything she did would make her think of him, and then this would lead to pain a pain that was so unbearable that people would wonder why she even liked him sometimes she didn't know, other times it came as clear as day and those times she felt hurt more maybe it was love that he had, but after all the pain he put her through he could not admit to his true feelings, thinking that it would make him a weaker man if that was his only reason, then he was no man at all, but no one was to say if this was true, no one was to be the wiser but then when she talked to him, she got the feeling that he did care so no one was the wiser to tell weather anything was true anymore hurt feelings began to die, life would go back to the way, day by day the one she lost was now nothing but a fun memory of a good time, and as of that day a great friend. . . . .

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There are things of which i may not speak, there are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak and bring pallor to the cheek, And a mist before the eye, And the words of that fatal song come over me like a chill A boys will is the winds will And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts

Recited by:

-Rose McGuire

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"Bored" Im sitting here bord as hell, Of course you can probably tell. My friend wanted to write poems So Imma use this one to show Em' Jesus, I gonna read cause winnin' this poem contest dawg, i'll succeed

-Rose McGuire

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"My Heart" My heart never seemed whole, it never seemed right, But the day i met you, everthing was mended together tight.

-Rose McGuire

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"My Dreams"

The person in my dreams with a blurred face; The guy that i thought i didn't know; I never knew, but now in my dreams, the part that was missing is now whole; The person that i loved all along, It was you. -Rose McGuire

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Love Of My Life.....

You are the love of my life, I think about you all day and all night. I cant sleep, cant eat , And cant think. I just wonder all day what is going to happen between us ... I just cant bare to be away from you ... You are the love of my life .

-Robin-

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I Hate You . . .

I always knew that you would do something like this... I cant believe you did this to me. I knew you were up to something but i didnt know what I bet you thought i would never find out ... but guess what i did I cant believe I wasted a year of my life for you, Now you are trying to get me to forgive you for what you have done But I dont... I HATE YOU!!!!

-Robin-

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I Hate You . . .

-unknown-

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I Hate You . . .

-Robin-

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All these feelings wrapped inside All these feelings I will hide To the day, he took my friend Didn't know it would all end No time or words left for me He thinks, I know, let me be

He needs my help everyday This is what I wanna say

Fuck you friend what's the deal We were friends, was it real? You have no time, but for her That short time is such a blur Pain and agony felt so strong You think you love her but your wrong One day you'll be back, just in time You'll ask for everything but a dime Scratches and cuts tear my heart Running inside me with a dart

To the end I wait to see I know you'll someday come to me Where we can be friends So heavenly.

_Cadei_

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50 years- That's a pretty big task; What's your secret may I ask? Tell the world what you have found, Because there's too many divorced people around! I bet it's love; True love so strong, Because with it, you can't go wrong! or maybe it's trust; Someone you can depend on; Without the confidence or faith, your marriage is gone! Marriage should be 'till death do you part; All god's vows you should Treasure With all your Heart!!! Whatever it was, it worked for you; I wish more married couples can also Reach 50 years plus Too.

By Michael Williams

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If these walls could talk What stories would they tell Would there be daring sword fights Magical potions and spell-binding twists Sleeping beauties and horrid beasts Evil witches or flying fairies Would there be truth To our so called fairy tales Would the stories rewrite history If these walls could talk How would they speak And what would they speak of If the walls only listened They'd know all our secrets But could never tell a soul If only these walls could talk Oh the stories they might tell

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Left Alone When you lose someone you love,it's the emptiness that you feel. You go through life day by day,wondering if you'll ever heal. And every since I lost you,my heart will never be free. From the heartachs and the sadness, that you left with me. Now the days are long and lonley, and the night's they never end. It's the pain of being without you, and a heart that just want mend; and I dont blame you for the heartach or the tears that I cry, I guess I never thought about the day we would have to say goodbye. And I wasn't ready to be here on my own, There's one thing worse than dyin and thats bein here left alone. And how am I suppose to face a world of broken dreams, I pray to God everynight as I fall down to my knees. I wasn't ready to be here on my own, There's on thing worse than dyin and thats bein here left alone. The time we spent together,all the time that we shared. Could only lead to the way I feel,and how much I care. Loving someone is easy, it's something you don't have to learn. It's a thing you can't control, no matter which way you turn.

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the downward movement of a marble-size cat

a cat, the size of a marble, and with a face clean-shaven, walks by the corner candy store doing inappropriate things with economy-size cans of whipped cream he smiles and flags down a taxi smiles and stumbles into the back seat vomits, and tells the driver, “it’s all downhill from here”

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the downward movement of a marble-size cat

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The GHETTO Drugs and unworthy thugz shooting poluting,fighting there is alot of crying,lying screaming all day all night.There's no holding tight hello can you guess where your living The GHETTO.

BY:Megan 12yrs.

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The GHETTO Drugs and unworthy thugz shootong poluing,fighting there is alot of crying,lying screaming all day all night.There's no holding tight hello can you guess where your living The GHETTO.

BY:Megan 12yrs.

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The GHETTO Drugs and unworthy thugz shootong poluing,fighting there is alot of crying,lying screaming all day all night.There's no holding tight hello can you guess where your living The GHETTO.

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I have a little secret, I keep it to meself. I like to fart in little jars and put them on me shelf. So don't snoop about my room, for my privacy I reserve. And if you open me little jars, you get what you deserve.

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I turns out that is funny...isn't it?

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Damn i didnt know these were supposed to be funny, my snow day poem is serious. But appears not in the way it should there, its a villanelle. Oh fuck dont read it its not funny.

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“Snow Day”

That austere landscape indifferent and white, Each form, alone, from all others bereft, Passing through time, the never ending flight.

Each animal, each tree, each man, each fight For life on the island where we are left, An austere landscape indifferent and white.

The world a blank slate, reflects the sun bright, Dappled colored forms, from all else are cleft, Passing through time, our never ending flight.

A glowing world dominates at sun’s height, Unraveling each form, stripping its weft, That austere landscape indifferent and white.

The empty surface, a mass all alight, Obscures all, engulfs all with hand so deft, Passing through time, the never ending flight.

Objects reappear, the sun falls to night, And I, all alone, from all else bereft, An austere landscape indifferent and white, Passing through time, the never ending flight.

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squid chips are tasty, i don't know if they're really squid though.

the end

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i was walkin an thinkin one day i wanted a joint i heard myself say i wanted a bag i went to my dealer my bong is leaking i need a sealer

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

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Be what has not been before. The humble and the bold do join you. Was it flowers in the garden that said "oh well"? Serve God, I beg of you, your end will be secured. Jesus is the only way to all that is good. Believe in The Lord Jesus Christ.

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Who wrote that last piece of shit?

man...

that was bad.

Woman...

That was good.

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As I fumble Over my keyboard Cue, not straight in line On my way

I think of All the kynd souls I have met here In hyperspace

Sent me Christmas Cards

I don't even Know Them

But they send

Right now... I'm silly 4/8/78 Will do that.

Thanks New Friends!

The joy of "Infinite Goof"

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A fart is so pleasing, it flows with such style. I know on my face, it produces a smile. Though others who hear it are taken aback, by the sound and the stench that omits from my crack. So to all of those who claim that it's bad, try CRACKIN' A RAT, it might make you glad. D. DeFilipps

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Twas the night before Christmas, and Geez it was neat, The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat. The doors were all bolted, and the phone was off the hook, It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook. Momma in her teddy, and I am in the nude, Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube. When out on the lawn there arose such a cry, That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry. Up to the window I sprang like an elf, Tore back the shade while she played with herself. The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built, Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer. With a fat little driver, half out of his sled, A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head. Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite. And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right. Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz, Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts. Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree, Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee. They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub, Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub. And then from the roof we heard such a clatter, As each little reindeer now emptied his bladder. I was donning my jacket to cover my ass, When down the chimney Santa came with a crash. His suit was all smelly with perfume galore, He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore. "That was some brothel," he said with a smile, " The reindeer are pooped, and I'll just stay here awhile. He walked to the kitchen, poured himself a drink, Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink. I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee, The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee. Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack, But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed. The first thing he found was a pair of false tits, The next was a handgun with a penis that spits. A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find, And a six pair of panties, the edible kind. A bra without nipples, a penis extension, And several other things that I shouldn't even mention. A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil, A dildo so long, it lay in a coil. "This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit, So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split." He filled every stocking and then took his leave, With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve. He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead, Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead. In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch, Saying, "Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!" The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout,"The best thing about sex is that it never wears out!"

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T'was the night before Payback and all through the Land, They're running like rabbits in Afghanistan, Osama's been praying, he's down on his Knees, He's hoping that Allah will hear all his Pleas. He thought if he killed us that we'd fall and Shatter, But all that he's done is just make us Madder. We ain't yet forgotten our Marines in Beirut, And we'll kick your butt, with one heavy Boot. And yes we remember the USS Cole, And the lives of our sailors that you bastards Stole. You think you can rule us and cause us to Fear, You'll soon get the answer if you live to Hear. And we ain't forgotten your buddy Saddam, And he ain't forgotten the sound of our Bombs. You think that those mountains are somewhere to Hide. They'll go down in history as the place where you Died. Remember Khadhafi and his Line of Death? He came very close, to his final Breath. So come out and prove it, that you are a Man, Cause our boys are coming and they have a Plan. They are our fathers and they are our Sons, And they sure do carry some mighty big Guns. They would have stayed home with children and Wives, Till you bastards came here and took all those Lives. Osama I wrote this especially for You, For air mail delivery by B-52. You soon will be hearing a thud and a Whistle, Old Glory is coming, attached to a Missile. I will not be sorry to see your ass Go. It's Red, White, and Blue that is running this Show. > >

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******************************************** ello, um, might i just add to this page, "i cant find the rhyme in all my reasons, what consumes my thougths controles my thougths".

um, mmmmmm,,, this is the only clue anyone, ever, will uncover the sort of person i am, im the sort of person that will never let anyone read me. YOUR LUCKY! i have always thougth people invented language to satisfy his deep need to conplain. so on this note, im going to live it up! im telling you some thing knowbody else knows, it might not mean much to you but it feels fucking good to get it out! e-mail me if you feel you need too, iboc_cobi@hotmail.com.au

i live for insperation, i fall for people that inspire me, keep all things real. I stole my innocence, i close my eyes and imagin everythign is ok. i sometimes wish that some one could read me. maybe thats why im writing this shit! the world is full of idotic rabbits, exept me! hehehhe Yeah most people have a fucking tragic out look on life, i don't im just saying i find it hard to show the real me. i promote positive life skills, i just dont live a life of positives!

AFTER saying all this does that mean i can't fall in love? Cause i think i am? theres nothing wrong with his hairy ass, he can take whats mine!

yeah well, my name is Cobi, im a 17 year old chick, and im fucking smart!

e-mail me know i wana know if im normal

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Working you all evening, I was waiting for pay, when out of nowhere I heard him say

"Hey there baby, why don't we go back to my place you and me".

Frustrated and angry with him making a pass, I thereby decided to kick his ass.

Now, I'm sorry about his nose, and the foot up his crack, but hopefully, he'll never ever be back!

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Once upon a weird midnight*

We all took shrooms and got in a fight*

The leprechauns had us by 7 to one*

Until my friend Lester whipped out his gun*

The whole room was splattered with nasty green blood*

As the small Irish gangsters all fell with a thud.*

I grabbed the last one as he coughed on his breath*

And held him on my knee, my dog fucked him to death.*

The green little bastard wouldn't give me his gold*

so I went through his pockets, found a joint he had rolled.*

We all sat aroung amid green blood and brains*

While my Mexican maid cleaned up the remains My girlfriend busts in and says "Fuck what just happened?"*

"We got into the shrooms" and we all started laughin.*

She cried and she squirmed on the rug like a guppy.*

Cause my stupid friend Lester just wasted 10 puppies.*

The police car showed up a few minutes later*

We all got handcuffed like a drunk Christian Slater.*

Early next morning when the trip was long gone*

She dropped all the charges cause we couldn't get bond.*

When we got to the house, the whole mess was cleand up,*

my girlfriend was OK, the puppies were stuffed.*

The worst part about the whole thing as I see it*

Is we're broken up now and I've still got ghonnorhea.

No more tripping for me, not after that*

But lester's still at it, he had sex with his cat.*

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Once upon a weird midnight We all took shrooms and got in a fight The leprechauns had us by 7 to one Until my friend Lester whipped out his gun The whole room was splattered with nasty green blood As the small Irish gangsters all fell with a thud. I grabbed the last one as he coughed on his breath And held him on my knee, my dog fucked him to death. The green little bastard wouldn't give me his gold so I went through his pockets, found a joint he had rolled. We all sat aroung amid green blood and brains While my Mexican maid cleaned up the remains My girlfriend busts in and says "Fuck what just happened?" "We got into the shrooms" and we all started laughin. She cried and she squirmed on the rug like a guppy. Cause my stupid friend Lester just wasted 10 puppies. The police car showed up a few minutes later We all got handcuffed like a drunk Christian Slater. Early next morning when the trip was long gone She dropped all the charges cause we couldn't get bond. When we got to the house, the whole mess was cleand up, my girlfriend was OK, the puppies were stuffed. The worst part about the whole thing as I see it Is we're broken up now and I've still got ghonnorhea. No more tripping for me, not after that But lester's still at it, he had sex with his cat.

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OH DUCT TAPE

Oh, duct tape, so sticky, sticky, you cling to me like a cheap pair of dollar store panties your shiny metallic-like surface bekons me like ants to a melting popsicle and a melting popsicle to a bare foot

Oh, duct tape, so sticky, sticky, a fine pair of shoes do you make for a child with bare feet and many invisible boo-boos no more need, I say, for band-aids, nor shoes

Oh, duct tape, so sticky, sticky, you meld my breasts together whilst I try, ohh, to try to form myself into that "special blouse" and are there to flatten my belly out whilst I lay on the bed and try to shove myself into a size 8 pair of jeans

Oh, duct tape, so sticky, sticky, adhere to me forever and never stray for we are partners in this life stuck like glue

and I love you oh, so sticky sticky

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the greatest comedy is at www.nationallampoon.com

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hi ho hi ho off to kick ass i go

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FOR ALL FUCKAS DAT AGAINST DA INTERNET HACKIN ALLIEGENCE OF PROTES SHALL DIE AND DEY COMPS BE PUNISHED AND DEY IP TAKEN AND USED FOR FOCKEN OTHA COMPUTAS AND DIF FUCKA IS A FAKE KING AND EIOT IS KING OF INTANET AND LIVES IN DEAF FUCKA DIF BISH NEED TO HUSH YO

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Unto 1

Unto 2

That pick is lost

There is I know 4

Nor did I 8

Fiver

9 & put our hand up.

7 Ups

& many 3.........

ten 4

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NAME:PONNA SIDDHARTH AGE:14 ADRESS:#116,30DENTON AVENUE CITY:SCARBOUROUGH,ON STATE:TORONTO E-mail:pd_sidd@yahoo.com

hello,

this is siddharth from canada i am sending you my poem .looking forward for hearing from you.

thankyou

siddharth

""Trip To Canada""

Down the way when the nights are gay and the holy rivers on the mountain top, i took a trip on a sailing ship and when i reached canada i made a stop,

But iam sad to say i am on my way wont be back for many a days my heart is down my head is turning around,

i finally reached to canada, the weather i nise with sun streaming into the eyes, but in awhile the rain was around,

with the spring turning the tables around, but in the way , i am sad to say wont be back for many a days.

P.D.Siddharth

Ponna Siddharth

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SENDER DEEPA SHAH B-32 CHAMPION HOUSE, 1240 BHAVANI PETH, PUNE-42 411042 MAHARASHTRA INDIA PH-NO. : 020 635 75 85 E-MAIL : yogeshshah@ip.eth.net

TITLE: MY LOVE FOR YOU

My love for you will be always true, Though you won't be mine I always knew. True relations are very few, And one of them will be always you. My love for you will be always pure, Though you are mine Yet you are not sure. Believe in my dreams,Believe in your dreams, They are always same, always it seems. Never pay for a smile But always pay for a tear, It makes the relation much more clear. A face with a smile, an eye with a tear, I"ll always be there for you my dear. I know your true love, you never express, But it always comes With a true smile on your face. -dEePa sHaH

thanking you, dEePa sHaH

please reply your opinion about my poem , and also let me know that when will the result be declared.

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SENDER: DEEPA SHAH B-32 CHAMPION HOUSE, 1240 BHAVANI PETH, PUNE-42 MAHARASHTRA 411042 INDIA E-MAIL : yogeshshah@ip.eth.net

title of the poem : EXPECTATIONS

EXPECTATIONS

Expectations breaks our heart, Expectations brings the tears, It is the only thing Which makes us wait for years and years. Expectations brings the thrill of fear, But also gives the strength to bear. Love is to be done Not to be expected, This is the truth Which together we accepted. -dEePa sHaH

THANKING YOU, YOURS FAITHFULLY DEEPA SHAH

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Some do

Some don't

The rhyme

Arbitary

Or so

Think

The hue

That won't

Become sublime

Miss

Promontory

Bestow

Wink

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Roses are red. Violets are blue. Some poems rhyme. Some don't.

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My "X" key sticks at work.

My "F7" key has decided to abort.

My "L" key thinks it can go the distance.

My "@" key is searching for nirvana.

Black & plastic.

Grey & white.

Always waiting.

Always wanting.

"esc".

{4 it = 1 2 many}

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nobody likes you nobody loves you nobody cares if you die are you still here?

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dont go out at night because there might be a bat waiting to kill you go out in the day and he will go away

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PERFECT WORLD just lost my job car was repo'ed wife left me for another dude forced into bankruptcy the world has turned its back on me -the cruel world, that is. me worry? for what? not responsible for anything but myself.

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Two drummers One bass player Revolving keyboards Bobbie with the big hands The bearded One playin' on

Everybody is dancin'

doozy katenjammer miseenscene quakeproof always effectual

Tary the space Pull that wheelie

Become a satyr It can never hurt.

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i like chicken i like liver meow mix meow mix does diliver

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The glory of gas out my ass

Is such a welcome surprise

That the complexion of such

Is an amazing rush

I know not why you cry

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In the light...I know no boundary

In the dark... I know all fear

In the indent...a paragraph is spoken

In the diary...a reflex is smitten

In my head..wierd stuff does happen

In my hands...I shape my world

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when a lesbian couple and a gay couple go to the same place, who will get there first?

The lesbians, they get there lickaty split

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I am from the planet fruit

No one is from straight

When we get together

We make a crooked path

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you are shit. har har har.

-submitted by, If I Were God of Puny-Ass Wimps Like This One.

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you are shit. har har har.

-submitted by, If I Were God of Puny-Ass Wimps Like This One.

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MY ASS by: His Royal Majesty

Though more than one thing from my ass does pass. I'll name them both, one's Shit, one's Gas. I read with amusement,no,it was with shock. That up my ass, I do shove cock. I'll assure you once, then I will repeat, My Royal ass is a One-Way street! ONE-WAY STREET!

HRM

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the king is gay the king is bent the king's arse is up for rent

the king is gay the king is queer the king like it up the rear

the king is a twat the king is dumb the king likes it up the bum

OH YES HE DOES! I HEREBY DECLARE THE KING A TURD BURGLAR!

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Desire

There's this look in your eyes that has me mystified. revealing secrets that your lips just wouldn't say, but one look into your eyes and your eyes give you away. They tell of a fire that burns deep with desire, seducing me with every glance, enticing me to take this chance...and so now i ask..is there a place for me in your world?

Can i be the reason for your neverending smile? Can i be the glow that i see in your eyes? Can i hold you tight in a long embrace, can i drop my hands slowly to the softness below your waist? Can i feel the passion while tasting the sweetness of your kiss? Will i ever know the pleasure of the treasure within your hips...can u find a place for me in your world?

I'll be the fire that keeps you warm, that keeps you coming back for more. I'll be that chill going down your spine, I'll be the fantasy in your mind. I'll be the heat that makes you sweat, I'll be the thoughts that get you wet. I will be whatever it is you need, when i give me to you and you give you to me. Baby..is there a place, my one desire is to ignite the fire and be devoured by the flames...If only i could be in your world

"Michael Marcus" mcw.michael@usa.net

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"Wisdom"

I was birthed into this world by the uncaring, I was raised by the streets and educated by the laws of survival. I live in a city of lawlessness, the state is utter confusion and the country is America.

growing up I wasn't proud of anything about myself especially being black. the name black in itself seemed to represent negativity. black ball, black list, black mail, black monday,black friday..so why not black man?

then there were those who would show up right around election time regurgitating the same ole cliches of black pride. be all you can be all I wanted to be was somebody else. just say no..me and my homies would pass a fourty ounce bottle of beer awaiting our turn to hit hte crack pipe. I am somebody..my pockets full of drug money and my pistol stuffed in my pants. Keep hope alive..My only hope was that I was quicker on the draw than my enimies A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but easy to control and the proof is in every urban neighborhood across America.

I once was a young man and now I am old. The gift I've been given through my longivity is wisdom, the only posession i have to pass on to you. In order to be all that you can be, you must first understand that you truly are somebody and that you must say no to anything that prevents you from keeping hope alive in your life; With the understanding that knowledge is power and that you must attain that power by any means necessary. further understanding that education is the elevator to every level of success..our world is far from perfect, but one heart changed, one mind opened, brings us one step closer to perfection.

"Michael Marcus" mcw.michael@usa.net

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"Wisdom"

then there were those who would show up right around regurgitating the same ole cliches of black pride. be all you can be all I wanted to be was somebody else. just say no..me and my homies would pass a fourty ounce bottle of beer awaiting our turn to hit hte crack pipe. I am somebody..my pockets full of drug money and my pistol stuffed in my pants. Keep hope alive..My only hope was that I was quicker on the draw than my enimies A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but easy to control and the proof is in every urban neighborhood across America.

"Michael Marcus" mcw.michael@usa.net

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"Wisdom"

Michael Marcus mcw.michael@usa.net

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"Wisdom" I was birthed into this world by the uncaring, I was raised by the streets and educated by the laws of survival. I live in a city of lawlessness, the state is utter confusion and the country is America.

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there are those moments

when nothing is right

when nothing is perfect

no matter the light

the buzz is intense

a glow

a fire

it is then you realize

you better

retire

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Roses are red, Violets are blue, I'm a skitzophrenic, and so am I.

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u got no class you ask about wiping

ASSS you big fat fuck you are shit outta LUCK!!

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you are an ass with no class!

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WHAT!!!!!

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I promised you a poem So I went through my book I couldn't find anything So I took another look

This time I looked Within my heart That is where I found The words to start

I promised you a poem But where do I begin There are so many things I need to fill in

We had lost touch For such a long time So many things have happened In this life of mine

But through all thats gone on And all the days passed by Ive never forgotten you And even though weve grown apart You will always have A special place in my heart

I promised you a poem Not knowing where to begin Now I write you this poem Not knowing where to end

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When I Go Down The Stairs I expect to die When I Go Up The Stairs I expect to live

Either way I have a railing

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Here should be a picture of my favorite apple.

It is also a nude & bottle.

It is also a landscape.

There are no such things as still lifes.

Erica Jong.

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You don't need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Don't even listen, simply wait. Don't even wait.

Be quite still and solitary.

The world will freely offer itself to you. To be unmasked, it has no choice. It will roll in ectasy at your feet.

Franz Kafka

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Last night I woke up

A sudden delight

The honeypot was weeping

All nestled in it's bun

While my woody was stirr'in

About to join the fun

It rose in a flash

While my tongue did explore

The nectar that waited

& so much more

All gooey & gorgeous

& similiar to mine

Our union was one

& oh

sublime

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Greetings Bob. I hope you know my name is Nob. I am from the race of Cob, And a little tiny bit of Big Lob, My friends are both Natob, And a Cob named Kabob.

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Their once was a man named Jim Whose dick was not very slim Nor was it short and made the ladies contort every time that Jim had the whim

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The meeting is tomorrow

But snow on the way

An excuse to stay up

As I always say

Don't ask me again

You heard me quite well

Bring me the aspirin

Or toil in hell

The ruse in the jar

That lamb on the hill

Can never be perfect

Even when still

Life on it's own

Knows all desire

To reason is useless

To want is to mire

Bring me my robe

My towel

My brush

To bed

I go now

For

I must rush

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I am fat You are too. I want to live in the city zoo.

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It is so quiet at night

They are asleep now

The day running in playback 8x 8x 24x

Lids west to east

West to east

I am spoiled

Bring me the wand

& the orb

For

Too worthy

Of reprecussions filling the night

Gravel silken shards muddy with pleasure

Too rich for my taste

But wanting all the same

Reach out

& beseech their maker

For forgiveness

& shame

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It may be a joke It may be a sin

It may be a second It may be whim

It be a while It may be unsure

It may be forever

Never can be

Sure

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T-was the day after T-day when all though my home. I realized at last that we were alone

I grinned at my sweetie; a grimace she'd say, whilst parting my cheeks and farting away!

I say with a smile, and I add, without care, My royal farts are loud, but comprised of pure air!

HRM

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Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.

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As I walk through the valley of death I wish would have eaten more cheese and if had seen the butter on my toast I just may not have eaten that big juicy cheesburger

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Date: 09/30/00

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Tonight So unexpectedly A hunk of skunk Showed up & beckoned me. I was not prepared For this treat For this flame I would meet & give it candle to the wind Fill my lungs With precious glow.. It welcomes me to the show.

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Date: 09/28/00

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It is all about me, not about him, ass fucker him. What is going on?

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Date: 08/08/00

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Whordom whordom its such bordom The boredom of whoredom

fucking guys with little dicks Has started to make me realy sick Shitty pay for a lay and never once have i heard those basterds say. "thank you much for giving me a shot "at coming in your juicy twat" A thakless job is all it is so little thaks for swallowing jizz

By jamie jizzalot simba585@yahoo.com

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Date: 07/27/00

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Ode to you , old skanky slut. Tits that sag, your once fine butt

Grey haired bush and weathered snapper I stuck my cock right in your crapper

You called me back, you had my number, T'was the price I paid for that hummer

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