sammij said: One4All4Ever said: 52/52 baby !!! already? i gots some work to do! not yet, but if these people keep inspiring me ... it won't take 2 long | |
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One4All4Ever said: Whateva said: there ones was a boy named Alf
who couldn't keep it to himself he gave it to whateva she took it and said never could I have so much pleasure by myself Girl needs hands around her waist a guide to shine a light to lead her through the winterland to warm her up at night Fingers run through fairy hair run down her curved back hold her shoulders pull her near ready for attack 2 moons ago she would say neva now she closes her eyes is this a dream or is it real she don't care, whateva for 5-minute poetry ... [Edited 12/14/07 15:35pm] Beautiful!!!!! Proud Memaw to Seyhan Olivia Christine ,Zoey Cirilo Jaylee & Ellie Abigail Lillian | |
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Whateva said: there ones was a boy named Alf
who couldn't keep it to himself he gave it to whateva she took it and said never could I have so much pleasure by myself [Edited 12/14/07 15:45pm] | |
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boy you better be forwarding me this stuff as you go along! i need to create an archive! (to work with, of course ) [...i think i can, i think i can, i think i can...] | |
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HamsterHuey said: Teach me
Teach me how to teach myself Hold me Hold me I can’t hold myself And when I’m able Throw me back into the pool Throw me back into the pool Throw me back Into… Make me Make me turn around again Force me Force me to open up again And when I do Throw me back into the pool Throw me back into the pool Throw me back Into… Inside The Pool Warmth surrounds me Inside The Pool Safety allows me To get undone I get undone The first two stanzas are remarkable. A bit creepy too cuz that's kinda what I've always wanted to say to my father. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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my twin sons turn 4 next week ...
2 angels lighten up my days give purpose to my life I thank you two for all you give you make me feel alive 4 years, and I am honoured that I may be there for you 4 years, and I feel blessed I love you both, I do With all my heart With all my soul With everything I own I'm proud of you I'm there for you I want it to be known Unconditionally I am your dad | |
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One4All4Ever said: my twin sons turn 4 next week ...
2 angels lighten up my days give purpose to my life I thank you two for all you give you make me feel alive 4 years, and I am honoured that I may be there for you 4 years, and I feel blessed I love you both, I do With all my heart With all my soul With everything I own I'm proud of you I'm there for you I want it to be known Unconditionally I am your dad Awww, there's so gonna laugh at this when they turn 15. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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rushing07 said: One4All4Ever said: my twin sons turn 4 next week ...
2 angels lighten up my days give purpose to my life I thank you two for all you give you make me feel alive 4 years, and I am honoured that I may be there for you 4 years, and I feel blessed I love you both, I do With all my heart With all my soul With everything I own I'm proud of you I'm there for you I want it to be known Unconditionally I am your dad Awww, there's so gonna laugh at this when they turn 15. | |
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One4All4Ever said: rushing07 said: Awww, there's so gonna laugh at this when they turn 15. Believe me. When I was 8 my brother was born so I decided to write a poem for my little bro. It was so sweet, so genuine, so loving - and it rhymed!!! Right now every time my brother celebrated his birthday, the whole family recites the poem laughing their guts off. [Edited 12/14/07 16:23pm] I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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FarrahMoan said: Muse2NOPharaoh said: No!
Boobs. I meant no poem not no boobs.... What do I care what Cloudbuster, 9'sy, Imago and Farrahmoan are doing? | |
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Muse2NOPharaoh said: FarrahMoan said: Boobs. I meant no poem not no boobs.... What do I care what Cloudbuster, 9'sy, Imago and Farrahmoan are doing? Boobs? I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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Last two stannzas of William Wordsworth's.
Ode Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood Then sing, ye birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! 175 We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May! What though the radiance which was once so bright 180 Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; 185 In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, 190 In years that bring the philosophic mind. And O ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquish'd one delight 195 To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; 200 The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, 205 Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. VOTE....EARLY | |
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rushing07 said: Muse2NOPharaoh said: I meant no poem not no boobs.... What do I care what Cloudbuster, 9'sy, Imago and Farrahmoan are doing? Boobs? Speaking of boobs... I knew I left one out! [Edited 12/14/07 16:32pm] | |
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One4All4Ever said: my twin sons turn 4 next week ...
2 angels lighten up my days give purpose to my life I thank you two for all you give you make me feel alive 4 years, and I am honoured that I may be there for you 4 years, and I feel blessed I love you both, I do With all my heart With all my soul With everything I own I'm proud of you I'm there for you I want it to be known Unconditionally I am your dad Proud Memaw to Seyhan Olivia Christine ,Zoey Cirilo Jaylee & Ellie Abigail Lillian | |
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Muse2NOPharaoh said: rushing07 said: Boobs? Speaking of boobs... I knew I left one out! [Edited 12/14/07 16:32pm] here's a poem by Charles Ducal Muse If she could just settle like silt, digest in me like unconscious food, be forgotten like a poem from my youth. I most want to cherish something of hers, a shirt or a report card to demonstrate her part of me, but not this body that grows sick, this somber asylum where she keeps knitting on masterpieces that I must write, she, the madwoman in my head and my stomach, who wanders around in me, scratching and biting, the handmaiden of the Lord, who bore me. [Edited 12/14/07 16:39pm] I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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the sun plays hide and seek
behind the racing clouds the wind plays through my hair the traffic is too loud I don't want to be alone I want to be just me In her warm embrace Is where I want to be make me tremble caress my thoughts make me whole tonight make me shake make me cry hold me really tight blow out that candle close your eyes let this be our night | |
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One4All4Ever said: the sun plays hide and seek
behind the racing clouds the wind plays through my hair the traffic is too loud I don't want to be alone I want to be just me In her warm embrace Is where I want to be make me tremble caress my thoughts make me whole tonight make me shake make me cry hold me really tight blow out that candle close your eyes let this be our night you've got more to forward to me! [...i think i can, i think i can, i think i can...] | |
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MoniGram said: One4All4Ever said: my twin sons turn 4 next week ...
2 angels lighten up my days give purpose to my life I thank you two for all you give you make me feel alive 4 years, and I am honoured that I may be there for you 4 years, and I feel blessed I love you both, I do With all my heart With all my soul With everything I own I'm proud of you I'm there for you I want it to be known Unconditionally I am your dad Very cute Rhythm floods my heart♥The melody it feeds my soul | |
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One4All4Ever said: the sun plays hide and seek
awwww that is amazing behind the racing clouds the wind plays through my hair the traffic is too loud I don't want to be alone I want to be just me In her warm embrace Is where I want to be make me tremble caress my thoughts make me whole tonight make me shake make me cry hold me really tight blow out that candle close your eyes let this be our night | |
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Twisted like a towel ringed dry by roughened hands, Deflated like a Halloween balloon, approaching the end of November, Exhausted by vampires, who suck me off for their own ends, Inflating themselves with my sacrifices, The last time I felt the healing massage of unselfish hands, I can’t remember, Perhaps, I’m a man defeated, unable to weed out foe or friend, For I so willingly allow you to disect me, Me, the great facade, the pathetic pretender, Finally find cause to drop all pretense and surrender. And if you mean to hurt or do me harm, If you chose to break my heart or twist my arms, I stand here before you now disarmed, A broken frame defeated by the weaponry of your charms. --Imago, written 2 minutes ago [Edited 12/14/07 17:36pm] | |
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Imago said: Twisted like a towel ringed dry by roughened hands, Deflated like a Halloween balloon, approaching the end of November, Exhausted by vampires, who suck me off for their own ends, Inflating themselves with my sacrifices, The last time I felt the healing massage of unselfish hands, I can’t remember, Perhaps, I’m a man defeated, unable to weed out foe or friend, For I so willingly allow you to disect me, Me, the great facade, the pathetic pretender, Finally find cause to drop all pretense and surrender. And if you mean to hurt or do me harm, If you chose to break my heart or twist my arms, I stand here before you now disarmed, A broken frame defeated by the weaponry of your charms. --Imago, written 2 minutes ago [Edited 12/14/07 17:36pm] | |
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One4All4Ever said: Imago said: Twisted like a towel ringed dry by roughened hands, Deflated like a Halloween balloon, approaching the end of November, Exhausted by vampires, who suck me off for their own ends, Inflating themselves with my sacrifices, The last time I felt the healing massage of unselfish hands, I can’t remember, Perhaps, I’m a man defeated, unable to weed out foe or friend, For I so willingly allow you to disect me, Me, the great facade, the pathetic pretender, Finally find cause to drop all pretense and surrender. And if you mean to hurt or do me harm, If you chose to break my heart or twist my arms, I stand here before you now disarmed, A broken frame defeated by the weaponry of your charms. --Imago, written 2 minutes ago [Edited 12/14/07 17:36pm] Bend me over. We need to get this thing done quick. I gotta run to Starbucks soon, | |
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Imago said: One4All4Ever said: Bend me over. We need to get this thing done quick. I gotta run to Starbucks soon, I let the towel slip careful, calculated I throw me at your feet in love, infatuated the love you make to me is a beatiful rendition of red and blue and gold it'll take us to perdition but first we break the mold | |
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Roses are red
Violets are blue Fuck I will be here all night doing my 2008 business plan | |
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One4All4Ever said: Imago said: Bend me over. We need to get this thing done quick. I gotta run to Starbucks soon, I let the towel slip careful, calculated I throw me at your feet in love, infatuated the love you make to me is a beatiful rendition of red and blue and gold it'll take us to perdition but first we break the mold | |
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Imago said: One4All4Ever said: I let the towel slip careful, calculated I throw me at your feet in love, infatuated the love you make to me is a beatiful rendition of red and blue and gold it'll take us to perdition but first we break the mold wow ... you used that gif 2 times in under a minute | |
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roses are red
daisies may be yellah DAMN I CANT HANDLE THAT SHORT PURPLE FELLAH that gif is fucking KILLING me [...i think i can, i think i can, i think i can...] | |
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sammij said: roses are red
daisies may be yellah DAMN I CANT HANDLE THAT SHORT PURPLE FELLAH that gif is fucking KILLING me Me 2. I want it tattooed on my ass. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt. | |
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rushing07 said: sammij said: roses are red
daisies may be yellah DAMN I CANT HANDLE THAT SHORT PURPLE FELLAH that gif is fucking KILLING me Me 2. I want it tattooed on my ass. :frantically-searches-cregs-list-for-tattoo-novice-job-positions: | |
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rushing07 said: Me 2.
I want it tattooed on my ass. What did one chair say to the other? "Dammit, here comes another asshole." | |
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