I raise up
to only fall down
drown in the tears of the wallyb
for it is you that will have to be
TONIGHT
o lovely DQN
we sit here
to eat kimchi and embrace
in the love that is forever
DESTINY
The cherry blossom
Tumbles from the highest tree
One needs more petrol.
And I quote, "Etou..."
That is not an English word
Why did you say it
Uranus
A dark and mysterious place
seen by few, loved by fewer
That I missed her depressed her
Young sister named Esther
This mister to pester she'd try
Now a pestering sister's
A festering blister,
"You're best to resist her," say I
The mister resisted
The sister persisted
I kissed her - all loyalty slipped
When she said I could have her
Her sister's cadaver
Must surely have turned in its crypt
Yes, yes, yes, yes
Now I love she and she loves me
Enraptured are the both of we
Yes, I lover she and she loves I
And will through all eternitye!
CRAAWLING IN MY SKIIIIIN
THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEEEEAAL
FEAR IS HOW I FAAAAAL
CONFUSING WHAT IS REEEAAL
The night was dark, oh darkness of night
My head was light, oh lightness of my head
It was 3am and knew I should be there
But its true
its true
its true
i... AM.
@you... AREN'T.
@@not yet... anyway.
@@@but... you CAN BE.
@@@@If... you send one dollar to P.O. Box 760 Upland, CA 91785
He tried
To cross
As fast train neared
Death didn't draft him
He volunteered
Burma-Shave
h@@@...
TONIGHT!!\\!!!
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snnmhfgs
²t ²s like teh t²me ² met ³‘ Standing there in the m³έ l²ght!!\
ftw.
very light knew
very cold?
too burst
busy sorry?
We'd met before,
at FCIC in Arizona.
The fundamental thing,
the thing to glue the eye on,
is that the Cream contingent
have to be kept sweetened
at any cost.
A POME
I BELIVE
I BELIVE IN DRAGONS
I BELIVE IN ELFS
I BELIVE IN MAGIC
IN PEOPLE WHO ARE THEMSELFS.
I BELIVE IN CRUSTALS
I BELIVE IN GHOSTES
I BELIVE IN DRAGONS
BECUASE THEY ARE THE MOST!!!!
Squeeks has a hat of poop
Eaten under a three-ton log
and jumping through big hula hoops
While I ride my friend Bessie, our USDA hog
ABC
DEF
GHI
JKL
MNO
PQR
STU
VWX
YZ.
when your diying on the floor/ i'll be laughing/ the pain you were has faded leaving me to become a monster/ i can't look at a mirrior with out crying/ it's because of you that i'm in this mess/ i cut my wrist every night because of you / the pain is allways their and your not their to take the pain away/ so i guess this is the end/ i take comfort in the blade i'm holding/ my last wishes is for you to no that i loved you.
To which to choose
A jagged piece of glass
Or just the same razorblade.
A sharp end
Where,
I don't choose the wrist.
To many people see.
For me I hide.
Right above the back of the knee
That would be me.
The pain
Feels so good
Relives more stress
Relives the heartbreak.
I have no real heartbreak
I love
He love.
But the pain that I see in
his Eyes,
Makes me cry in pain and heartbreak.
I have to stop
or the one that I love
Shall only vanish.
The pain
No heartbreak
only blood still
Still drips down my leg
With only the razor I had.
I have to hide.
The heartbreak
will only come true
Why do I hurt the only
love I have ever had.
Depression hurts.
Hurts my heart
Hurts my passion
Hurts my life.
How do i feel right now?
Like a .. Well thats it really
I have no words to explain.
does this make me stupid?
Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!
Baka baka bleak dispair
Neko neko everywhere.
Darkness fills the world with wai
Heart of pain is so kawaii.
Soul of anguish on chibi wings
Genki genki evil things.
Tormented heart oh so sugoi
Crushed beneath the dark yaoi.
Neko neko everywhere
Baka baka bleak dispair.
I cried and begged you to stop
but you only forced yourself harder into me
I pleaded with you but you just beat me
You broke me ribs
You bruised me
You made me bleed
then yelled when I bled on the carpet
Why daddy, why?
I tried to be good- really I did!
But you ignored my A's and said I deserved this
and took me again
and again
and again
Why daddy, why?
Daddy- this hurts!
Daddy-I'm scared!
Daddy! I am a only six!
Why daddy... why?
I love you more than tongue can tell.
You are the light of my life.
My sun. Moon and stars.
You are my everything.
Without you I have no reason for being.
How much do I love you?
Count the stars in the sky.
Measure the waters of the oceans with a teaspoon.
Number the grains of sand on the sea shore.
Impossible, you say?
Yes, and it is just as impossible for me to say how much I love you.
My love for you is higher than the heavens, deeper than Hades, and broader than the earth.
It has no limits, no bounds.
Everything must have an ending except my love for you.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
This poetry sucks.
And so do you.
[true friends]
::.Past.::
she -walked- around
so ~friendly~,
COnfiDEnT
not knowing that one day
she might not {fit in}
said HI to them,
>smiled<
if she knew who they were
as she GaZeS bAcK
its all just a +blur+
::.Present.::
as :.hell.: broke loose
[she sulks around]
they stare at her ~silently~
as she stares at the g/r/o/u/n/d
they all oOlaughOo at her
(when they used to) laugh with
a.n.d
EXepT HeR
"she used to be... popular."
they snicker
"It has to be a myth."
::.Future.::
they were
s/o/ s/t/u/c/k/ u/p/
mixed in with VaniTY
she CRIED HERSELF to {sleep} every night
as she slowly slipped into sanity
she's d.e.p.r.e.s.s.e.d.
!desperate!
for e-x-e-p-t-a-n-c-e
[{but in the end}]
there's \no light/ for her
and she +sadly+ thinks,
"This is the end."
this is
|w|h|a|t| |h|a|p|p|e|n|s|
when u don't have
~true friends~ <3
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over user guides and handbooks piled up on the desk and floor --
As I nodded, after nine or ten straight hours of design,
I finely drew the final line, then pulled a floppy out to store --
Locked and loaded, then, I saved, and waited for the disc to store;
Only this and nothing more.
Ah, distinctly I kept hearing such a sound it set me fearing,
Fearing as I sat there peering at the Saved Percentage score,
Fearing, as the disc kept turning, turning with a grinding, churning
Sound while I was yearning -- yearning as I'd never yearned before,
"Save!" I yearned again, but hopeless, read the words I'd feared before:
Read: "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
"What is this?" I barely muttered, "What's this message you have uttered,
Uttered as my floppy fluttered, fluttered locked inside your door?"
But there came no soothing voices helping me among these choices,
With these unfamiliar choices, just the cursor's either/or --
Just the cursor blinking, blinking for my choice of either/or
From "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
Much I marveled: this repeating cursor like a heartbeat beating
Answered nothing, thus defeating all attempts to re-explore
Whether I'd done something sloppy -- what had happened to that floppy
I'd inserted there to copy all the work I'd done before --
What had happened to the art, the artwork I had done before,
Before "Abort, Retry, Ignore."?
Art, not software, is my calling; it's particularly galling
To be hesitating, stalling, stalling over one key more
When, instead of starkly staring, stunned, at high-tech so uncaring,
High-tech blindly overbearing, I could open up my drawer,
Get my low-tech colored pencils from their matching low-tech drawer
Beneath "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
But no, I had to get ambitious, buy some modern meretricious
Merchandise that leaves me vicious messages that seem to roar,
Well, not really roar, but tease, as, fingers trembling over keys,
I finally choose from one of these atrocious choices I abhor
A choice I know will be atrocious, one I finally must abhor
Among "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
No result! So twice as hard, to try and catch the thing off-guard,
I pressed, but still the same canard appeared until I nearly swore.
Frantically in desperation, pushing keys in combination,
Getting tintinabulation: "Beep beep beep", and nothing more,
Cacaphonous concatenation, "Beep beep beep", and nothing more;
Except "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
Then I thought I heard the thunder, felt the thunder rumble under,
Through, the floorboards, and no wonder! Lightning split the dark night's core!
Lightning piercing lightning slashing through the night like sword-wounds
gashing
Darkness deeply, when my flashing cursor flashed! -- then flashed no more;
Flashed a final time and then -- erased itself to flash no more;
Erased "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
The lights went out, then came back on, and in the cold grey light of dawn
Profit and design were gone; gone, returning: nevermore --.
Gone my imitation Titian, like a ghost or apparition,
But gone as well the admonition I must choose and choose once more -
Gone: the price of manumission from demands to choose once more
Among "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
Now my cursor still is blinking; is it winking? Yes! It's winking! --
Winking at me from the screen beside the disc that wouldn't store;
Winking at me from the black, though nothing else comes blinking back
Along the phosphorescent track that throws a shadow on the floor;
And my art, from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be found now -- nevermore!
Post some more
Post some more
With such shitty poetry
Who can ignore
TONIGHT
the rafael the rafael the rafael the rafael the rafael the rafael
the rafael the rafael the rafeal the rafael the rafael the rafael
the rafeal the rafael
the rafael the rafael the rafael the rafeal
the rafael the rafael the rafe
mokorikomo
mokoriko
mokori
moko
mo
komo
rikomo
korikomo
mokorikomoCry out for the fallen heroes lost some time ago
In our minds they still live on when the sands of time are gone
Rise over shadow mountains blazing with power!
Crossing valleys, endless tears, in unity we stand
Far and wide across the land, the victory is ours
On towards the gates of reason
Fight for the truth and the freedom, Gloria!