Lonelygirl15

[tannhaus]

Ok...I just wrote this for you guys. I thought I'd amuse myself a little. Of course, it's inspired by the velvet acid christ song "I'm going to wrap myself in your intestines". Normally I wouldn't take a song title like that and run with it...but I was just having fun.

I want to wrap you in my intestines
I want you to feel my insides
you put the butterflies in my digestion
and the stars in my eyes

I want you to feel what I feel
I want you to feel what makes me cry
I want to wrap you in my intestines
so you can feel the pain deep inside

I want to wrap you in my intestines
I want you to be wrapped in all that is me
then maybe surrounded by my organs
you will know what it's like to be me

I want to wrap you in my intestines
I want my blood to warm your skin
I want to hold you in a bloody embrace
I want to finally let you in

Sometimes words are hard to come by
and things just don't come out right
so let me wrap you in my intestines
while we cuddle and pass through the night

[betz28]

I think that I am on the verge of something really big. No really, being forgetful could be portrayed as a sign of getting older or even being a little featherbrained. Well, I have come to the conclusion that is not the case for me, at least I hope it isn't!?! I have been a bit forgetful lately. I have even had the conversation with myself at times that I need to focus more or try to organize my life a little better, but the more I think about it...that really is not it at all.

I have been trying to limit what I have to think really hard about, telling myself not to worry so much about everybody and everything around me, at least not the things I know that I cannot change. That is the difference in the person I was in the past and the one that I am becoming now. I used to try to control everything around me and everything that happened to me. This caused a great deal of worry in my life and wasted so much of my time. Now, I try to take my life each day as it comes - the good and the bad. Yes, I do NEED to try to organize my life a little better. I still will admit that but I have this wonderful feeling that progress is being made.

Worry is only brought to life by by the fool who allows themselves to be overcome by it.

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Part 1873 (progress)

We trap the tattered lace, the wicker wheelchair
In smoky lightning, capture youth in two dimensions,
Skate on soot, over cobblestones on vulcanized tires,
Scrape gloomy teardrops from the tips of freighter bows.

And laugh! in the aghast faces of the ancients,
Let their spinning corses be the dynamos of gaslit nights,
Eat the earth, and shit our iron teeth,
Scar the landscape, fell the virgin trees.

Watch palaces crumble, build meeting lodges, museums,
Get her to abdicate so mannish traits can be crowned,--
(Even when a Queen rules, it's called a kingdom).

Carve intestinal tracts under cities,
Float on tides of rainbow oils, spear dead fish,
Wear effluvium like trendy perfumes,
Wrap ourselves about with stoles of woodland creatures,
And step from meadows onto stone and steel platforms,
Away from blue skies...

...Into tumours, and cysts, and allergies.
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Why was there BACON IN THE SOAP?!

[betz28]

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Chi Rho

Let's kick the shepherd off his wooden beam,
Demand to see and walk and think again,
Iconoclast, attack the foolish dream

Get on our knees and drink intoxicants
That come from water, wipe away the pain,
And roam the countryside like mendicants,

And haul our nets on gullibility,
Let's promise that the deserts shall have rain,
No need to have reliability

Mop thorny blood off sweaty rack of lamb,
And ride on ass, on palm leaves in disdain,
And guide the ewes in heat to heaven's ram.
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Why was there BACON IN THE SOAP?!

[Kasdeja]

Spacie and alysa asked...it sucks but here it is.


Drone


Munching popcorn and watching the world pass by,
Fake smiles and empty hello's uttered in sheer habit.
Idiotic ramblings from passersby, droning and repetitious.
Asinine comments as if someone actually cares.


Day in, day out, same routine over and again.
Perky, smiling, programmed so nicely.
I fit right into your world, seemingly perfect.
Like a puzzle piece that has been altered to fit.


Yet my mind aches to be free of this place.
This Peyton's Place of petty rumors and happenings.
Peeking over shoulders and reading incognito.
Automated voices from security doors keep me awake.
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Didn't you post this on the first page?
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Why was there BACON IN THE SOAP?!

[Kasdeja]

I dunno.
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On the Use of Mirrors in the Game of Chess

Powers of two
The serpent swallows itself
Two become four become sixteen:
A dead cell splits

Scraping branches, ganglia,
A donkey teaching the Scriptures to the bishops:-
Blue bolts emanate
Ozone smell

Become invisible, become
The twinkling of cold, ancient fires
Two hundred fifty-six strands unwind,
Weaving eight, weaving sixty-four
Sparkles of granite, of crystals
Bending light itself
As if some Hellish choir coughed at once
A tempo

Four thousand ninety-six voices
Skitter across the surface of a drop of poison
Touching
Only once the man

Within the prison
That sustains him.
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Why was there BACON IN THE SOAP?!

[nobackspacebutton]

We were once like falling stars,
Our destiny was in flames.
We once knew we were fallen,
And we knew ourselves to be blamed.

Now here we are starting anew,
Years have passed, times changed things.
We've gotten up and we've grew,
Light has granted us new wings.


-Me, just wrote it.
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What ever happened to that girl BA?

BA Tells Lies.

Some things are secret for a reason.
There are people whose lives are dedicated to keeping them that way.

[LesterG]

Someone complained about the sap, so here's a lil freestyle delve into my mind...

Conflict

Does the world cry, do its tears glimmer?
A flame alit, only getting dimmer?
I can’t seem to help this feeling inside,
Of sadness and depression, in my mind they reside.
Rage and fury, inner voices speak loudly.
Telling me things I cannot do…. I cannot do….

Passion and dreams wallowing in ebbing water,
At the coming of age, you’ll have to let go your daughter.
Freedom and love, rarely are they best kept.
Sometimes one without the other, is what some would accept.
Cries and frustration, speaking in my head.
Telling me things, I cannot do…. I cannot do…

Reality checks, that hit like a hammer,
Entwined destiny, unraveling to discover.
Tests of the heart, of the mind, for your lover.
Easy it’s not, feels like I was shot.
Give in? Never! No, I think not.
Conformity and… rules… you know what I say?
F*CK YOU! I CAN DO ANYTHING!... I can do anything…


-Seraphim Haku
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Seraph Haku
Seraphim Hymn
Immortal Voices
HoOBS
Haku, Seraph Monk "upgrades"

[cbizzle44]

cool thread

she's the girl
in the patterned dress
that everyone wants to be
she's the girl
who can have anyone
but the guys call her a tease
shes the girl
with a smile on
monday through friday
eight to five
but come saturday night
she cries
she's the girl
everyone assumes
is friends with someone else
shes tried so hard
not to join a group
that she doesn't know
where to put herself
she's detatched
not too invested
in who she wants to be
but being alone
often gets lonely
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currently chewing ice breakers sours gum

oh, it's what you do to me

http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=clarazzle44- in a youtubian world

[Leaven]

cbizzle44 - loved it!

here's one of mine.


let me see your cold dark flesh
pale with sublime disease
you and i together will mesh
I'll heal all those bites from fleas

taste my worries
kiss my hope
you can have the glories
hang them prettily by a rope

after all is said and done
you will leave me underneath that tree
you will gasp and as you run
those eyes behind you belong to me

i was whatever you wanted
even that did not fulfill
now you are haunted
you didn't need to kill

you swallowed all my worries
made love to all my hope
they were all My glories
why cut down your rope?

[nobackspacebutton]

Just wrote this this morning.

"Paranoia/Infidelity"

You were right when you said
the paranoia will drive me mad
because the dreams already do
Wasting my time, loosing my mind
And I say I need help
From this disease.
I can say "blame my past"
"Blame the one that hurt me first"
But thats still no excuse for the present.
Maybe I was never meant to be free
Chains wrapped around my mind
It keeps me waiting to hurt again
And I know it hurts you
I know its not you
But I don't know whats true
I don't know what to do
But say "I'm sorry."
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What ever happened to that girl BA?

BA Tells Lies.

Some things are secret for a reason.
There are people whose lives are dedicated to keeping them that way.