best writings, post your stuff |
  |
 May 25 2004, 07:25 PM
Post
#26
|
|
 addicted to createblog[dot]com (=  Group: Member Posts: 742 Joined: Apr 2004 Member No: 14,423  |
i will it`s gunna be posted in june on my xanga
|
|
|
|
|
May 25 2004, 07:42 PM
Post
#27
|
|
|
.... Group: Member Posts: 480 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 18,055 |
pOeM
written by:me,Catherine Rochana K.(do you want the l/n?) [[//lOve mE bAck\\]] i think you are a one of a kind because each and everyday you`re always on my mind i feel so crazy when i think about you if you weren`t here with me i wouldn`t know what to do because ever since i talked to you in class i promised that my love for you would forever last and i hope you will think the same because my love for you isn`t a silly game im not saying im the best, im not saying im the worst but when im thinking about someone i put you first remeber that you`re always in my heart but no matter what people say,nothing will speard us apart i love you and you know that so please tell me you love me back gah...to many memeories 
|
|
|
|
|
May 25 2004, 10:44 PM
Post
#28
|
|
|
addicted to createblog[dot]com (= Group: Member Posts: 742 Joined: Apr 2004 Member No: 14,423 |
awhh that`s a swt poem
|
|
|
|
|
May 25 2004, 11:21 PM
Post
#29
|
|
 LunchboxXx Group: Member Posts: 1,789 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,810 |
lunchbox
"the meaning of life" song In beginning of day I see redness in sky I just want to live and I just want to die With a V on my back and a thorn in my heart And your enemies asking to be ripped apart It’s a teeter totter. It goes up and goes down Just want to topple the burger king’s crown Cause you’re against everything and you don’t give a s*** The only thing that you know is that it feels like it fits I’m seeing red. I feel so blue I need you now. Oh yeah? F*** you! I hate your lies. I long for truth When life’s this bored what can I do? The savior is gone. Everything is a lie I just want to live and I just want to die I wanna take out my fit onto everybody In this circular pit of miniature anarchy God is mercy and I am without either The only lesson I need is “The Promise of Fever” I take the good with the bad and still wake up every day It might look like I don’t, but I love it this way! I’m seeing red. I feel so blue Where were you when I needed you? I hate your lies. I long for truth I hate my life I love my cru! I’m feeling bad. I want the truth And with this s*** you put me through I’ll take you down with claw and tooth When life’s this bored what’s left to do? |
|
|
|
|
May 26 2004, 11:03 AM
Post
#30
|
|
|
.... Group: Member Posts: 480 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 18,055 |
QUOTE(triipinfserious @ May 25 2004, 10:44 PM) awhh that`s a swt poem haha...thankies 
|
|
|
|
|
May 26 2004, 11:05 AM
Post
#31
|
|
 Dark Lord of McCandless Group: Member Posts: 2,226 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,761 |
What's with all the poetry no prose?
|
|
|
|
|
May 26 2004, 07:33 PM
Post
#32
|
|
|
addicted to createblog[dot]com (= Group: Member Posts: 742 Joined: Apr 2004 Member No: 14,423 |
ryfitaDF what`s your name so i can put your credits.
|
|
|
|
|
May 26 2004, 09:45 PM
Post
#33
|
|
|
LunchboxXx Group: Member Posts: 1,789 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,810 |
my real name is John but i like to be called Lunchbox
|
|
|
|
|
May 26 2004, 10:16 PM
Post
#34
|
|
|
LunchboxXx Group: Member Posts: 1,789 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,810 |
this is a song i wrote about going through a haunted house. not, like, a real haunted house, but the kind where you pay for people to jump out at you and go BOO!!!
Lunchbox Tremble Song DO you know the way to go? The darkness tries to anti-guide you Watch your step and watch your back The monster’s lurking right behind you Creatures hiss and fog appears The only source of light is flickering The distant sound is of chainsaws The sound gets closer. Fog is thickening Do ya know what it is to tremble? All hope is lost and the terror sheer Beware the belly of the beast The belly of the beast The beast feeds off your fear DO you know the way to go So the ghouls will never find you? Try to hide from Frankenstein And run away from Nosferatu A MAZE with never ending walls End up inside the screaming room Where death is behind every face and walls are dripping, drenched with doom Do ya know what it is to tremble? All hope is lost. The end is near Beware the belly of the beast The belly of the beast The beast feeds off your fear THROUGH THE DUNGEON YOU MUST GO CAN YOU FIGURE YOUR WAY THROUGH? DREAD AND YOU GO HAND IN HAND AND TERROR IS IN LOVE… WITH YOU!!! Boo Do ya know what it is to tremble? Farewell to all that you hold dear Beware the belly of the beast The belly of the beast The beast feeds off your fear X2 |
|
|
|
|
May 27 2004, 02:35 AM
Post
#35
|
|
 fell in love with a boy Group: Member Posts: 523 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,965 |
Lindsey Kimbrow
Three Poem; Published in the Poetry.com's The Colors of Life Three were at the gate that night Two were in my sight The Third had climbed atop my tree I did not know that there were three Three times I asked them who they were Three times I asked them why they were The last question was all I heard I did not live to see over me, the birds Three times did you visit my grave Eight times at least once a day, did save Granted that each day you prayed, you did not wish me undead until this night Three times I cried, not knowing why Three times did I reach down from the sky Three times I thought of you that night I saw you none, but I did not fight Three, it seems comes too often, But my life and love weren't forgotten Copyright ©2004 Lindsey Kay Kimbrow |
|
|
|
|
May 27 2004, 02:44 AM
Post
#36
|
|
|
fell in love with a boy Group: Member Posts: 523 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,965 |
Lindsey Kimbrow & Ashley Torbert (Untangible)
The Answer to A Teen-age Drama Song + Qoute Dinint Brush My Hair.....But I really don't care. Got to school late today, too many people gett'n in my way. Pushed a few down the hall, got detention but it's not my fault My teachers tell me I need to apply myself I'm smart but I left my mind on a shelf Everybodies talking bout my image what happens behind closed doors is no scrimage No one's ever "right" and no ones ever "wrong" And our teen-age drama will keep going on Looking through our yearbooks one day we'll see the truth What matters most is what's inside of you I don't care cuz they don't care Everyone's always wanting me to change But if I changed would they rearrange....? (I think not) Everybodies talking bout my image what happens behind closed doors is no scrimage No one's ever "right" and no ones ever "wrong" And our teen-age drama will keep going on Looking through our yearbooks one day we'll see the truth What matters most is what's inside of you What matters most is what's inside of you. Qoute: "Don't get me wrong: I'm all for women's rights and equality, But I am also for same sex fighting and opposite sex humping."- Moi |
|
|
|
|
May 27 2004, 09:49 AM
Post
#37
|
|
|
addicted to createblog[dot]com (= Group: Member Posts: 742 Joined: Apr 2004 Member No: 14,423 |
thnx (= i used your poem & quote
|
|
|
|
|
May 27 2004, 11:46 AM
Post
#38
|
|
 Crying Behind Blind Eyes Group: Member Posts: 257 Joined: Mar 2004 Member No: 7,967 |
Quotes: Things I've said in the past o_O
By: Savannah "Never hate yourself for a guy, never hate yourself because of a friend. In fact...never hate yourself, because when you do, everyone around you will also begin to hate you." "If there was a door to my heart, I swear you'd never find it, hidden behind all those lies you tell me." "My difference makes me special, your similarity to your friends make you...boring..." "And don't forget kiddies...when your mom tries to give you the speech about the birds and the bees, make up an excuse and run for the hills." o.O Um...yeah...that's all ^^ |
|
|
|
|
1 User(s) are reading this topic (1 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
0 Members: