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Kool - Aid
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hows it going ? And howd u know my flavor of kool-aid bro
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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So Wheres The Kool-Aid? Beep Beep.... Drinks Kool-Aid Sup Yall
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Kool - Aid
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So Sittin Here Drinkin Muh Kool-Aid whats up yall
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Open
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i do enjoy advice so please keep giving out the advice lol huggs
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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age dosent matter
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Come on In - part 50
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this is ok because i likes older wemons lol
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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jumps into the pool and sits on the bottom and waits to be saved
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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posted 2 more poems in the poem section lays close by the fire i feel as if im wasteing away and im not even 21 yet damn points to self scott is to old
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Topic:
deepness within
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playing with this gun loaded and on the run
dout sticks inside my brain and feels all the pain soaked by the cold hard rain... deep thoughts fill my head like vikoden in the pill bottle end is coming soon loose leaf paper in the sun start to draw this is fun... only drinking water i will out live my sadistic father the lord looks at me and smiles in the brease for we both are necked but i do not yet know... i draw a pretty picture mountains trees and a house coluds and sky and rain washed away sad memories... mable, granite, and diamonds only one will last forever hard, cold, white, cuts all things forever gold, silver and bronze i look like the fonze... walking in the shadow i write my name upon the wall later which will fall crumbled is the world and i lay on the sun washed shore... silent is the grave for the man with not a name wonder do i must if he should feel the pain wistper in the wind he says there is no pain... death will surely define us no matter what you do it sneaks and it creaps and it plauges those who are weak... finally i come to say what is ever on my brain to wonder at the lack of pain hollow do i feel is anything else left real... |
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Nothing
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filling full is never dull and being dull
is so profound then listening to the screaming of the little kids he is beating never gets him off when he looks at the old tick clock my mind is often far away but never really stays the same sane one day not the next im running with a knife and its really so muych fun you should do it to when not on the run brains leak out from my nose and no one ever knows im tripping balls on lsd while making love to the shaggy tree |
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Topic:
Sort Of New
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nm sup
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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ill just be less random
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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i like to be a bad boy though im at the top of my game points to self built for endurance
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
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geee a guy goes through the effort of posting what im told not to about what i spilt on my boxers and no one wants to make a new running jokes dies a little bit inside from diapointment
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Topic:
Come on In - part 50
Edited by
wing_man
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Sat 05/30/09 07:25 AM
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walks into center of room and passed out :D yay go me 40 days till 21
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Topic:
Sort Of New
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tahnks i would like every one to send me mail on here bc i like reading the mail better lol
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Open
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thanks. glad to be here but when i write i post how i feel at the moment i never re write the same thing twice thats if i screw up the whole thing goes bye bye and i go a diff dierection ii dont wanna be cocky or a jerk but i feel as if i may be something close to a very small part of what mozart did. bc when i write its never corrected. its done the way it is bc thats the i felt. i can give a link to my poetry w eb site if you wanna read my other writes private message me for the link
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Topic:
Come on In - part 49
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hides with chris in the closet at walmart shhhhh theyll never find us in here chris keep quiet and remember they are 25,000 colsest in walmart
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Topic:
Come on In - part 49
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i did
im not sure i think i suck lol |
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Topic:
Open
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open your heart and let it breath
close your eyes and forget how to see feel your way down and sit on your knees open your mind and run with the brease sitting alone hurts and heals brakes your heart and sets you free no where to hide nothing to prove except to your self your no longer a fool open your heart and let me see the scars that i made are starting to fade close your eyes and listen to me say i love you and hate you everyday in black clothes i walk really slow singing a lullaby that you only know kisses now sting thats odd like a ring open your heart and show to the world the new person you are a shinin new star close your mind to the world and relax for a while your impatient i know just be who you are and you will excell very far breath in really slow and breath out really slow look at that your starting glow open you eyes and watch the clear skys birds singing and cherping all spring long close your ears so you cant hear the words of the man in the mirror he taunts and he teases always unpleased tries to bring you down to fall on your knees open the bottle and drink all the rum smile real wide and look like a bum close your lighter and start with the laughter what ticks and tocks and runs on the wall a click a clock it looks like a rock you seem very content with this new way of living so open your eyes and its him that your kissing Tell Me What You Think Please |
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