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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 7:27 pm
i dont have to worry about people stealing mine they are already copy righted
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:01 pm
School To Summer
School almost Out.
Theres still lot of rumors about.
Some teachers Yelling all Through The Room.
Some need to be hit in the head with a broom
The last day is may 25th
A lot Of people trying to be cool
And they break the rules
I stay Cool And I never Broke the rules
I guse it because i';m no fool
And I'm Going to stay in school
I'm no fool
I won't Break the rules like those dumb fools
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:04 pm
My Response TO "My World"
You where talkin about your world but what about mine
my world Is Above yours Now hear my lines
As I type on this keyboard i Think About All The things that i regret
Like being rude and not always giveing respect.
Your Poem Was nothing Compared to mine You Talk ABout me as though i am no threat But ou where one I Gave Respect Is this how you treat someone who was your freind or do you like to bend Like water and change your ways But Now What will you say As You Read My Versus You Proably start to wonder What Have i done to Deserve These rhymes.But i'm pointing you out nicole These words are for you Talking as thow I have no fealings but really s that so true Then what would I be dissing you I Thought you was my reind bt i guse thisis the end Unless you apologize then we can be cool but now I shall go write some other rhymes
~Austin da Poet That didn't know it ~
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:08 pm
My World (so you know what i'm talking about in the poem above)
MAde By:Wind_wolf_6
I live in a world
Separate from everyone else.
I see past their false lives,
Their fake identities.
I see them for who they truly are;
They live their false lives,
Because they know nothing else.
I watch them act popular,
Just to please the masses.
I see them act cool,
Just to fit in.
And I know they ignore me,
Because I live in my world.
I act like I want to fit in.
I try and like what they like,
But that just doesn’t work.
The truth is I’m different.
Maybe I’m too different.
I won’t let that stop me.
I’ll make them see their lies,
Their false identities.
I’ll show them their wrongs,
And the suffering they have causes others.
I’ll teach them what it means to be human.
I have tried.
I have failed.
They are deaf and blind to the truth.
They don’t understand;
They just can’t see.
This world of ours isn’t perfect.
We were meant to make mistakes,
That’s why we’re not perfect.
I see past their false perfection,
And into their true selves.
Their souls cry out for freedom,
But I cannot free them.
They must free themselves,
But first they must have courage.
I must find it in my heart to forgive them.
They say saying sorry isn’t enough.
They maybe right,
And they might be wrong.
I know these false people must say sorry,
And I must forgive.
I know I must say sorry,
And to free their souls, they must forgive.
But in the end,
I don’t think we can.
Mankind is lost.
But hope still lives,
And it lives in me…
And it lives in my world,
The place where I see the truth…
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 5:12 pm
Swept Away
By: That Emo Girl
The rain keeps falling, falling,
And I keep on stalling.
Waiting for it to stop,
For time to stop.
But time keeps flowing
And it sweeps me away,
Sweeps me away.
And as I stand,
By the light of the moon,
Waiting for the tears to stop,
The pain to be erased
For time to wipe them away.
But time passes me by
And sweeps me away,
Sweeps me away.
So here I sit
Setting the pain,
The anger, aside.
To be stronger,
So time can't sweep me away,
Sweep me away.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 3:49 am
deaths_guise i dont have to worry about people stealing mine they are already copy righted how do you do that?
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 12:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:23 am
There was a birdie in the snow,
whose name I did not know,
I fed the bird a crust of bread,
and then I smashed it's little head,
the blood it fountained nice and slow,
staining all the pure white snow,
I looked down and saw it's head,
the little bird with out it's head.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 9:49 am
Baah.. A bad poetry.. eeh crying
I've always been a grown up~~
I've always been a grown up
From birth do death.
I've played, I've laughed.
I've cried and,
sadly,
I've used bold language.
I've been in love, and I've
kissed a boy. Kissed a girl too,
if you want to know.
I've had birthdays, and a slumber party
or two.
I've been on a funeral, and
on a wedding too.
I've been laid, and I've been
heartbroken.
I've been all that, ever since the
day I first spoken
So it goes it goes it goes it goes
But who, but me, knows?
I've been a grown up since the first day
I took a step on this earth.
That day when I opened my eyes..
I grew up.
Without knowing it.
Not my best @.@
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 9:58 am
Oh, here me have some other piece of poetry. Though me can't remember if it was me or someone else who wrote this. Maibe me.. Wouldn't be surprising since mai hobby is to write weird heartbroken things..
In Every Heart There Is A Room
In every heart there is a room... a sanctuary safe and strong...
to heal the wounds from lovers past until a new one comes along
I spoke to you in cautious tones. You answered me with no pretence...
and still I feel I said to much: my silence is my self defence...
And every time I’ve held a rose it seems I only felt the thorns.
And so it goes, and so it goes, and so will you soon I suppose...
But if my silence made you leave, then that would be my worst mistake.
So I will share this room with you, and you can have this heart to break...
And this is why my eyes are closed, it’s just as well for all I’ve seen.
And so it goes, and so it goes, and you’re the only one who knows...
So I would choose to be with you, that’s if the choice were mine to make...
but you can make decisions too, and you can have this heart to break...
And so it goes, and so it goes and you’re the only one who knows...
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 3:31 pm
the other day my friend's GF told him she was having an affair... he got pissed off and rammed his fist into her mout, she lost 3 teeth, she, bleeding, said "thank you for understanding" since then i was thinking about it...
why did you want me to know?-
when i fell down
you kicked me around
why did you want me to know?
blood won't flow
and heads will roll
but why did you want me to know?
forget the sticks
forget the stones
my fist alone will break your bone
but why did you want me to know?
it all went well
while it was there
so why did you want me to know?
its in my thoughts
so clear my doubts
why did you want me to know?
most of this poem actually came from a friend of mine that likes to talk ryming and to twist expressions... i'm not a very good poet, especially in a language taht i don't use frequently, so please be fair
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 12:47 pm
ok im not excactly a poet but here it goes:
Life
A wave breaking
A painstaking lie
well that's life
you are riding a vicious pithon
struggling to turn the light on
and there's never anything to write on
you've just gotta keep goin' and goin'
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 11:07 pm
I've seen you all smile
But i smile to
I smile TO hide
The Pain of not being me
I see The real people be real
And I See Oh I see The way you respond
If only they knew what was in them
Oh they'd also have no freinds
I'm Considered one of you
Yet i sick for my freinds
Unlike you, you see
I live my life
You hide yours
MY world keeps changeing tehre all looking alike
But Is that how to avoid fights
I'd rather fight FOr whats real In-stead Of folowing what i see with sight
Suppose i like Music
Is it a crime to have my own Style
or do you ahve style
or do you
or do you
If so why hide it in side
ITs like that song
THis litle light of mine
But for you let your style shine
I see you all Lie about eveerything at home
Take the smile away be true to all and all good bye
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 6:05 am
Reflection on the WallYou see your reflection in the mirror,
I see mine on the wall.
If the pain gets nearer
I wanna get away from it all.
The nails you see,
Symbolizes my struggle,
And the holes that came to be
Appeared sly, like illegal smuggle.
I stare at my face in the wall...
Is that a tear?...
I'm stunned, I stand in aww.
How does this wall weep?
It's impossible!,
Then I think real deep...
Maybe it's possible.
As I stand apalled, I remembered,
That this is my reflection on the wall.Sucka for LuvThe things I do for Luv,
And in the end I get shoved.
I want you in my arms
And away from harm.
I will always keep it true,
But what do you do.
You go and cheat on me,
On who, on my enemy.
Nowadays I'm feeling low,
At the point of losin control.
I'm tangled by love and emotion,
Showin I'm a sucka cause I gave devotion.
I was once trapped in your eyes
Listening to you and your lies.
Why you in front of me crying?
When your the one that's lying.
A tear rolls down my cheek,
Cause everything fell this week.
Just take me away from the pain
And make me happy again.These are some poems I wrote a long time ago if you would like to see more of my work, go here in da first name box, type fernando, in the last name box, type zaldivar and you'll be directed to the location of my poems
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 3:09 pm
It has no name this one w_w just wrote it atm
I never really knew what to say.
No matter how much I tried, the
words, that I wanted to say, the
things I wanted to
tell you
got stuck in my throath
and refused to come out.
You,
the one I loved the most,
the one who loved me the most.
Why couldn't I talk to you?
Tell you,
what I wanted.
Say what I needed.
When I could talk with everyone else,
you made it so hard for me to speak.
Love
such a trivial thing.
Yet,
more than I could handle
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