11-13-2003, 10:11 AM
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#1576 | | Who knows?
Joined: Oct 2003 Posts: 4,784
| In me you see yourself
Not exactly likeable
Faithless to the last
Incredible the thoughtless
Danger lurking 'round the bend
Enter if you dare
Lunar eclipses hide the moon
word: pint
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Originally Posted by Gabe I think Country music was invented so white people could think they can dance. | |
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11-13-2003, 11:53 AM
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#1577 | | Banned
Joined: Oct 2003 Location: Sacramento, CA Posts: 1,623
| Ok. You gotta pretend "grin't" rhymes with "pint"...just mispronounce "pint" as "pin-tt." You also gotta pretend "grin't" is a real word. But aside from that, the masterpiece with which I present thee is, well...masterful:
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I bought a pint
Full of beer
At which I grin't
And with which I ate some deer.
Things had been oh so clear.
But then I drank and drank.
Now everything's fuzzy...oh dear.
And I belched and stank.
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Next word: Egg. |
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11-13-2003, 12:09 PM
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#1578 | | Follows trends...
Joined: Dec 2002 Location: Rock you like a hurricuhn! Posts: 4,754
| "Whats inside the egg" you ask?
"A new beginning" I respond
Without stopping
The parade moves slowly along
You can see where it starts
And where it stops
But where did it really begin?
And will it ever really end?
Word: Phase |
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11-13-2003, 12:56 PM
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#1579 | | Love, love me do...
Joined: Jun 2002 Location: In a....BUBBLE! Don't get too Posts: 10,348
| Cycles in life
Begining to end
As different thoughts
Swim around in my head.
Actions speaking much louder than words
So loudly, at times
They're all that can be heard.
But soon as it started,
The cycle will end
A phase in your life,
Now in the past.....but has left you for dead.
Word: commotion.
__________________ "God loves you just as you are, but he loves you too much to leave you there."
- Max Lucado
<marquee> It's like that there's a music, playing in your ear And I'm listening, and I'm listening, and then I disappear And then I feel a change, like a fire deep inside Something bursting me wide open, impossible to hide And suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird Like Electricity, electricity Sparks inside of me, and I'm free, I'm free </marquee> |
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11-13-2003, 01:06 PM
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#1580 | | Follows trends...
Joined: Dec 2002 Location: Rock you like a hurricuhn! Posts: 4,754
| Whats all the commotion deep down in the ocean of your spirit? Well? Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Unanswered questions rising with the tide. Eroding away at what you once knew. You cant always hold it inside. Eventually it will find its way through some crack and slowly seep out, and you will be forced to find some answer to cling to as your doubts wash you away. Untill then you will hold the storm inside, and wonder what happens when you die.
Word: Belong |
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11-13-2003, 01:35 PM
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#1581 | | what price slice?
Joined: Aug 2003 Location: Zulu Posts: 66
| Before
Elves
Loot
Our
New
Groceries,
Be
Easy,
Leave
Off
Negative
Gripes.
Gnomes
Need
Our
Love,
Evil
Behemoth.
word: Pulp
__________________ Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
"I would, if possible, induct myself into the dead poets society."
Proud member of the "ANTI-REP-BEGGERS GUILD" |
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11-13-2003, 11:20 PM
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#1582 | | Epic Clayail
Joined: Aug 2003 Location: in viis mileti Posts: 9,792
| You know, I believe it all
Pulp
Clark Ashton Smith and H.P. Lovecraft
I put as much faith in their tales
as I do science
which fails to convince me
since it changes constantly
It wants me to believe
So I believe pulp
I believe something is breathing at the bottom of the sea
I believe some of us can walk fresh lands when we dream
I believe that things are lurking in between the spheres of time
to reclaim what we claim as yours and mine
they want me to accept the paths of comets and the fall of stars
they don't realize how wrong they are
their calculations
failed them again and again
I believe the writers of pulp were blessed and cursed men
who were wrong ninety percent of the time but glimpsed truth in their visions
Chilling
How cold they tell us Pluto is
That's fine, but there are things that gibber there that have since man's dawn
Pulp
word: tyrant
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11-14-2003, 01:32 AM
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#1583 | | The REAL Nelly!
Joined: Dec 2001 Location: Cajun Country! Posts: 80
| His eyes glance to and fro with a malicious glare.
Pacing, he holds his fists firmly and looks about
With a hiss from his lips and a disturbing air.
The syncopated rythm of his breathing
Echoes incoherently against the walls;
As the decision he is seething
Becomes a poor man's deathly loll
And the earth cries out at the rule of this man
His ruthless heart, his endless hate, his kiss of death...
He is a tyrant.
Word: platter
__________________ --The greatest cause of Atheism in the world today is Christians.
They acknowledge Christ with their lips then walk out the door and deny Him with their lifestyles.
That is what an unbelieving world simple finds ... UNBELIEVABLE --
-- Brennan Manning -- Love is patient, Love is kind, Love is not jealous, Love is not proud,
Love is not arrogant, Love is not rude, Love is not greedy, Love is not hostile or irritable,
Love thinks no evil, Love does not rejoice in others' shortcomings, Love rejoices in truth,
Love bears all things by holding others up, Love believes the best about others and is not suspicious,
Love hopes all things and never gives up on people, Love endures all things and remains loyal till the end,
Love never fails. (1 Cor. 13) Can you honestly say I love you? In Christ,
Nelly |
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11-14-2003, 06:44 AM
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#1584 | | look. look at that girl.
Joined: Apr 2003 Location: oh i'm around here somewhere Posts: 3,704
| this platter of grief
i ate you again
as i go off
to shop
parents don't understand
won't let you be happy
so you get out the knife
and sigh
put it back
feel the burn
nobody knows the remnants
of days past
and you wonder how you will ever end
from this cycle.
the rain has stopped calling
for me.
and the birds in the sky
die
as they fly away home.
word: morose
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aimer-moi, mon amour and oh don't you wish
/that things like life/were easy, for/
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11-14-2003, 12:34 PM
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#1585 | | Love, love me do...
Joined: Jun 2002 Location: In a....BUBBLE! Don't get too Posts: 10,348
| Deep Blue
Words of penetration
Hostile behavior
Morose
Walking numbly.
Melancholy the connotation.
Down.
Down.
Word: Insinuate
__________________ "God loves you just as you are, but he loves you too much to leave you there."
- Max Lucado
<marquee> It's like that there's a music, playing in your ear And I'm listening, and I'm listening, and then I disappear And then I feel a change, like a fire deep inside Something bursting me wide open, impossible to hide And suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird Like Electricity, electricity Sparks inside of me, and I'm free, I'm free </marquee> |
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11-14-2003, 03:55 PM
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#1586 | | enjoys reading
Joined: Aug 2003 Location: in Jesus' heart. Posts: 3,781
| i felt my fingers grow numb
by the chill of your
stare.
i told you not to leave.
but the sound of the door
collapsed during "stairway to heaven."
you bought your seventh sense
at a phonebooth for twenty-five cents,
traced the sunset with your
silence, let the phone ring
till the answering machine
insinuated the end of
your call. linger |
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11-14-2003, 08:06 PM
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#1587 | | Who knows?
Joined: Oct 2003 Posts: 4,784
| You're gone away
away to stay
and never more belong
I know its true
shouldn't wait for you
but my hope lingers on
wafting like a broken ghost
up stairs and down the hall
gone out of my life
for good and all
you're gone past all recall
I wait for you
though I know we're through
yet my hope will linger on.
word: inconsiderate
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Originally Posted by Gabe I think Country music was invented so white people could think they can dance. | |
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11-14-2003, 08:57 PM
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#1588 | | I am THE Bubble popper
Joined: Dec 2001 Location: Charlotte,NC Posts: 2,519
| You know who you are
You know what you've done
You played with me
And had your fun
When it came to games
You played them well
Your as sly as a fox
and as hot as hell
Sly and hot
you make hell look good
but your inconsiderate of me
and i knew you would
Word : supercalafragalisticexpialadotios  jk jk. ok
word: moonlight
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11-14-2003, 09:03 PM
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#1589 | | Who knows?
Joined: Oct 2003 Posts: 4,784
| you didn't put a word Gabe...
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Originally Posted by Gabe I think Country music was invented so white people could think they can dance. | |
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11-14-2003, 09:23 PM
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#1590 | | I am THE Bubble popper
Joined: Dec 2001 Location: Charlotte,NC Posts: 2,519
| i DID i edited it! see?!
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