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By Jimmers
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this is an older one...

 

 

 

 

the glitter that I want

and think I need

may have been

lost behind

your shattered dreams

and my empty wishes

i never planned to fufill

i thought i would

and we thought we could....

but fword lass

did we ever really

sit down and

talk

about it?

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BYU?

I dont get it.

 

Don't mind him... it's this March Madness Basketball thing! :insane:

 

If you're curious, then go here--------> http://boards.collectors-society.com/ubbthreads.php?ubb=showflat&Number=4675040#Post4675040

 

By the way, I really liked the poetry! (thumbs u

 

B-ball Jimmer is nutz!

 

Dropped 32 tonight in a win.

 

Sorry for the thread steal. Everytime I see the thread, it pops in my head.

 

Pat

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That last one is really sad... :(

 

 

 

 

But very good!

Thank you very much.

I already posted this in the punkartlp

thread,but thought it could go here as well.

Sincerely,thank you for the compliments and encouragement

and outlet folks.

 

 

 

resist to exist

give em a kick in the arse and

a twit to a twist

to the nipple and the mind

or sit back and

listen to your artless ipod

ipod people

empty igod people

alien husks

of a brain once

maybe bright

wear your sunglasses

snowblind

to the nothingness inside

nothingless beside

I have a terrible bedside manner

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I am deranged for days

and gauge my direct

sighs and signs

to see when i'll burn

the abbots of all your neglect

my heart it burns it

churns and learns

how to deal with

my next meal of

eating my words and

changing my worlds to

suit your next swing

of moods and things and

the complaints you bring to my table

they are most callously labeled

and have become the main

staple of my meals

to pass bye the bye

apples bruised like my eyes

I only eat winners

they are easier to digest

:blahblah::blahblah:

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dancing in my pockets

wringing of my skin

my hands they cry

as they sit by my sides

I should leave them to rot

yet they'd still

dance

as they remembered

your face

the looks in our eyes

as I first caressed

your spine

the shivers it gave me to

to grace over your chin

the blood left our mouths

to join at the hips

arms linked in the darkness

as I thought out your name

so we laughed

together and always you said

so I wait and sit

and the telephone is lonely

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