Topic: more poetry
poeM maSter started this discussion 15 years ago #10,406
I'm doing Dr. Caligari tricks
to make my visions come true
my visions of me and you
how I am you
and you are you too
I don't have a fear of pain
I have a fear of losing control
I don't have a fear of reality
I have a fear that my reality is really real
I am the weed in the garden
and I am in your heart
I will shove my way through
and I will be you
little girl I don't want to hurt you
but a monster needs to flirt too
to make my visions come true
my visions of me and you
how I am you
and you are you too
I don't have a fear of pain
I have a fear of losing control
I don't have a fear of reality
I have a fear that my reality is really real
I am the weed in the garden
and I am in your heart
I will shove my way through
and I will be you
little girl I don't want to hurt you
but a monster needs to flirt too
vocalon !!dX0knrTu5 joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 minute later[^] [v] #184,773
> expect hamfist
> get this guy
Oh, ok.
> get this guy
Oh, ok.
The Owl !KThEOwLwbU joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 10 minutes later, 11 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #184,781
In the lovely woods of spring,
I really wish I could be.
Just me and my little girl,
sweetly hugging a big old tree.
Should she spot a honey bee,
that's hardly better than a pony, not to mention three.
We both would be so happy and free,
nobody would be there to force upon us any fee.
Because, it is like this, you see,
we belong in the lovely woods, and not out in the dark, cold sea.
I really wish I could be.
Just me and my little girl,
sweetly hugging a big old tree.
Should she spot a honey bee,
that's hardly better than a pony, not to mention three.
We both would be so happy and free,
nobody would be there to force upon us any fee.
Because, it is like this, you see,
we belong in the lovely woods, and not out in the dark, cold sea.
Anonymous D joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 49 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^] [v] #184,816
Olives and pickles
hold the mustard
I said hold the mustard, fuckass
Olives and pickles
hold the mustard
I said hold the mustard, fuckass
Olives and pickles
Anonymous E joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 hour later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #184,854
> visions of
> little girl
> want to hurt you
> the lovely woods
> me and my little girl
> in the lovely woods
> hold the
> pickles
> little girl
> want to hurt you
> the lovely woods
> me and my little girl
> in the lovely woods
> hold the
> pickles
Anonymous F joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 39 minutes later, 3 hours after the original post[^] [v] #184,863
Snazzap! Carackow! Ladanphor! Prackang! Krananatang!
Satagantimomo!
Widdlemadoo.
Wapapapawapapa!
TRADDTDRFTTFDRDRDD
Smegma !J5VkSmegmA joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 hour later, 4 hours after the original post[^] [v] #184,872
@previous (F)
The good ol' days when poetry really meant something.
I'd do anything to go back in time.
The good ol' days when poetry really meant something.
I'd do anything to go back in time.