two lines as a sequel to the above literary masterpiece:
mighty meaty
is now tender juicy.
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two lines as a sequel to the above literary masterpiece:
mighty meaty
is now tender juicy.
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hehehehe....
delight has long since flown down that stream..
where depression and agony arose from the waves..
forever i'll be in this miserable state..
for it's all i've even known and it keeps me alive..
veils
are beautiful
hiding the hideous
veils shed mist on the dark
dark on the light
veils such as this i wear
veils that are never there.
remember me
I feel you so close to me
I hope you still think of me
even I know you found another love
you took away my chance to
be with you forever
to be your love and stay together
you gave away the precious love
that we had to somebody else
oh baby I wanna tell you
remember me
remember everything we used to be
can you feel my heart pounding, pounding
will be forever, will you
remember you, remember me
I remember everything we used to be
'cause my blood is still pumping, pumping
will be forever, will you remember me
the world's true glamour is held
you know by whom?
not by the gilt four hundred parading in perfume
but by these eyes that loved you
blind fool who passed me by!
A.M.G.
Blacker than black shadows
my soul has ended
my life is a broken window
it shalt not be mended
for thou shalt not give up on old life
just simply get a new one
enhanced with never ending strife
blacker than black night
my senses have failed
my feelings like broken windows
they shalt not be mended
for thou shalt not give up on old feelings
just simply get new ones
filled with never ending fraying
thus born the vampire
cursed and blessed
with eternal life
and enhanced sense.
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If Only You Could Be Me for a Moment
--Tracey A. Gibbs--
Sometimes I wish
You could step into my shoes
For just a little while --
To think what I think
To see what I see
To feel what I feel
To understand the confusion
The fear, the admiration and,
The friendship I feel towards you --
All at once.
If you were able to live
Inside my mind, even for a moment,
You would see that my world is
Filled with so many responsibilities,
Yet so often my thoughts are of you.
You would see what joy
You've brought to my life,
You would see how much it means to me
To be able to smile, to laugh, to feel good,
To feel free, like a child --
Just because of you.
If you could have the chance to take
The smallest glimpse inside of me,
You would see gratitude and respect --
Respect not only for what
You are making of yourself,
But also for what
You are helping me to be.
And you would see how much
All of that means to me.
But the thing that would
Strike you most;
If ever you had the chance to be me;
Would be all the love I feel for you.
And once you had felt it,
You would always remember it,
And you would understand that
Although I am not always able
To express it or to explain
Its depth or importance, to me
It is always there;.
Inside of me.
how things should be...
another moment quickly passed,
i still dream that im holding on,
i still feel the warmth...
and the shadows kept whispering,
nothing, but your name.
a thousand butterfly wings had fallen,
on my feet,
while the day shifts...
there were no movements.
but you swept me off my feet.
see my verses,
read my composition,
it only depicts your overwhelming personality,
because, u had me...
even on my pen.
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slice of you
everything is running
smoothly
as it should be
as it were
i was lonely
doing TV, doing the laundry
doing breakfast, lunch, dinner, afternoon snacks
desert.
then i stop
and u start
running a slow jog through my memory
stale, rough, lurching, tasting of yesterday
tears that dont need shedding
songs that dont need singing
--its in the air. the sun streaming through the windows
slicing slants on the floor
that reminds me
rain is for when you reached out to touch somebody
and your fingers clutch empty
Space.
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