Ehh I might be mistaken but was it Brutally hacked that brought up love poems? Whatever, .... Transient is a girl!? Whoa, I'm fucked up, so this one is dedicated to you


Oh how I love and dear you
To pass mornings that come to you
So I may embrace you and cherish
Fearing for the day to bloom

Here I come, sweet love to bear
Here comes of me to rise and tear
Waiting and watching your every move
Ever so slightly embracing the dead

Drunk am I, to pass the test
For now the time has turned to pest
Blessing nothing and taking everything
I will come from the winter to you

Open the door for the time now here
Your last breath that you wish not fear
Draining the love from the face and heart
Containing a black and red form, I am here…

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Nah, powers' he's a he. At least that's what he says.
This was a little bit hard to follow but I've got a sinus headache that's screaming at me right now so I'll give it another read later.

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"I went back and reread the love poem since I know you're a girl now. And it was very nice from a female perspective, too. It's actually pretty flexible in wording so that makes it a little more ........"

Oh, I misread what you said, brutally hacked is a chick...

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I'm back. The bad penny returns.

I liked this and it made a lot more sense than this morning. The word dear at the beginning? Would it sound better as endear? That just didn't sound right to me for some reason.

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my love poem
..of death


(sorry here's another drunken "ramble")


you're beautiful
i watch u sleep
dreaming of happiness
a world that's hard to realize
you lie there
with a smile
what's going on behind those eyes
i wish i could get lost in your beauty
but that's only drunken poetry
i lust for u
while u sleep

i lie down with you
and grasp your warmth
ur drool, lovely
i cannot explain the feelings
you poor women. putting up with me
loving me
and i'm a prick
an asshole
a drunk
yet you love me
and help me
support me
love is but a bullshit lie;
the movies pimp it off
. U have my love
you've earned it more than i earn life
i love u more than i love life
...
etc.

that's from the fuckin heart
...(drunken heart)
but that's how much i love my "wife".

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*falls to the floor screaming* it wasnt my fault, they challenged me, it had to be done... (note the dramatically bad theatrics)... heh. This poem, it is cool. I read it twice, and the first time I thought it was about fucking the dead, then I wasnt so sure...

Perhaps that's just my twisted mind messing things up. *shrugs*

either way, 'tis good. MAN WE NEED A THUMBS UP SMILEY!!!

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lol, thats what i thought aswell, but im far from sane anyway.

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we're sick, we're twisted

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We sure are

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it's actually about my girl friend
i got home tonight drunk , and read this thread
an d figured i'd post some feelings.

It's all true though

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hehe, trendkill...are you ever NOT drunk??

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during the day.

I'm usually drunk about twice a week
i'm an alchoholic. but at least i know it!

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yeah, and ii've got a hard core weekened comin up. I gotta fucking crahs it's 2 fucking 24 and i gotta get up at fuckin 6 to sling drywall. cathedral ceilings 30 feet...
i'm fucked.

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ouch. that sucks.


EDIT: FUCK!! i had a great love poem, twelve verses long or so, and it didnt post It was paedophillic Necrophillic love poem and it ended with: to think your only seven

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. and I thought I was fucked up.....

Glad you guys liked it, I'll write another one reeeeal soon .

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....the ceilings went bad. but i didn't fall.
a friend is visiting from the states so it's a drink fest.

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hey. yeah i liked the tone of the poem. didn't really follow what you meant though. ...other than affection obviously.

these threads go off subject way too often. here's a tribute to tangents.

Tangent?

When you’re a child everything is new cars smell of leather comes from cows chewing grass stains clothes protect us from weather is always changing diapers is gross inflation makes prices rise with the sun burns through the atmosphere keeps things out of place in the shade is where I wanna wanna wanna zig a zig zags are always found in art isn’t tangible things get in the way to the store up canned foods never perish like we do the hand-jive to bopping music keeps the world in a beat the Germans in world wars are never ending is not until later than usual is dull knives don’t cut next scene in the show the world who you are not doing anything today is going by a clock has hands are never truly appreciated like teachers aren’t hired help isn’t real life is too much money for that car needs to be washed and purified water tastes better lifestyles are made by Martha Stewart has too much money just keeps flowing in one direction is never heeded by men are equal to women are too sensitive to be safe is where we want to but never really try to reach is a toothbrush company is not always desirable today is unhealthy to smoke comes from fires off shots mean needles are used for fixing cars is greasy work is important business doesn’t make sense is a category for touching is necessary things really aren’t that necessary to have lots of money makes the world go round like drills to see what is under Earth’s crust is hell isn’t scary to some there is only this life and after it is nothing money can buy really matter is what everything is made of even dead people can’t use physical objects.


the last word in every phrase is the begginning of the next, in case you didn't get it.

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