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Them Part. 3Aquaman is Red Rum Swirling, Spiraling Dinosaur gumThem Part. 3
Funnel cakes with pantie lines Swirling, spiraling Talking dimes
Lollipops sound like chimes Swirling, Spiraling Father time
Fresh blood for me to drink Swirling, Spiraling Oh no - I begin to sink ----------------------------- So high. None is real. Time to die. Time to kill. They have already started in. When will this ever end?
by ~Michael-Blake
Them part. 1You must think I'm wack. On my head? A paper sack. Always looking for my crack. Doesn't matter. No one cares. Except Them. Who are everywhere. There in my room. There in my car. There in my school. There in my mind. They talk to me. They "help" me believe. Drugs drive them away.Them part. 1
HAHA! There back and there here to stay.
by ~Michael-Blake
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The Last GunfighterI like to spend time with my grandfather, just sitting and listening to his stories of the America that used to be. He’s seen so much and listened to so many who have seen so much more. He tells fantastic tales of traveling during the Great Depression, fighting in the Second World War, and his travels across America after the war. These travels eventually brought him to Silver City, Nevada where my grandfather worked for a few years, doing odd jobs and the like. It was this short tenure in the 1950s that yielded my favorite of grandpa's stories. You can keep all the tales of the depression and the world war, and I'll take the story of WiThe Last Gunfighter
by ~fastbow
SolitudePetrified, paralyzed, from the horror in her eyes. Frightening, tightening the noose around her neck.Solitude
Blood baths come to mind, sharp knives touch her spine, smooth blades, caress her neck, an endearing sensation.
I want to live, so I will die, to be pure, I did try, I will be with the one I loved, I will not be numb.
by ~fairycatcher-Jessica
open your blind eyesSociety, Security, Safety A buy three get one free offer.open your blind eyes
Society, Security, Safety The fabric of our blind society.
Society, Security, Safety Synonymous with each other Synonymous with lies.
It’s all superficial, And the threads that were never pulled tight enough, Are beginning to unravel.
Can’t you see it? Don’t you dare claim ignorance.
It surrounds, Yet none look it in the eye. Why would you, If that bunny is just so damn cute?
Murder Rape
Genocide Suffocating what is
by ~UNpluGGed-666
close the doorDead eyesclose the door
Blank stares
Empty faces
The Blackout of humanity “Good Day” says insanity.
The lights are on, There’s somebody home, But no one will open the door.
And why?
Are they afraid? Fearful of the unknown outside their home? Do not be afraid.
Have they lost their key? Misplaced, Or hidden? Use the spare.
Are they held back? Some invisible hand to check their movement? Gagged and bound? Strapped to a chair? Free yourself.
Or Are they simply too
by ~UNpluGGed-666
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The eyes let flow with tears, then blood, then the very soul -- the whole wrung inside out, dripping down into the blackened puddle of the past.
Yaaaa me to. School is blah.
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The eyes let flow with tears, then blood, then the very soul -- the whole wrung inside out, dripping down into the blackened puddle of the past.
I really like your gallery consisting og poems, they are really good!
I used to write such poems on the WC-wall.... or on a piece of paper and slip into someone's backpac XD
LOL
anyway, keep up the good work
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"Shut up brain or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!"
Homer Simpson
LOL, just made you waste five seconds!
I also slip poems into peoples backpack.
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The eyes let flow with tears, then blood, then the very soul -- the whole wrung inside out, dripping down into the blackened puddle of the past.
They are really "pretty" and very honest
The Love ones are best
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Batty: Price check on prune juice, Bob. Price check on prune juice.
Hellboy "Have a beer, you in love
Abe "But my body is a temple"
Hellboy "No its a amusement park"
--Hellboy II--
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The eyes let flow with tears, then blood, then the very soul -- the whole wrung inside out, dripping down into the blackened puddle of the past.
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