11485, RE: crack the whip Posted by Ezzsential, Wed Aug-04-04 02:06 PM
I have to get heated.. its been a minute...
Demolish feminine products with this microcosmic tampon Get your swear on cuz ur shits frail fawn… mediocre like Malcolm Childlike calgon drips from cartilage, promoting whining feelings This sausage stumbling needs railings I’m keeling you over fiending from this syringe Binge on your garbage like pail kids, Cuz my fire lines singe n pin- point pistols BULLSEYE! Now pull out ya shingled studded dildo.. there slumberparty….caught u redhanded branded in stripes .. a comatose candy rapper ur shits bumps jigs and fiddles and is straight “hapslappin” , skittles fall from underneath puppeteer veneer that’s haphazard impaired by the glare of the kick and snare musical chair broads are adjusted and fear belly flops cuz their blubbering slop over the top, apart from real rhetoric I baton silly bubble blowers, they only kick cold-pepperment ICE BREAKER- shatter illiterate idiots that wanna talk about my resurrection? youre no rose in concrete. more like chucky lovers full of more drivel drooling lactose directions - straight from mufflers, With their mouths opened wide and funneled @ the entrance with a trail of surburban giggles, I’m checkin for chicken shuffles in your hairdos and reebok heirlooms….
-Stephani www.webspawner.com/users/delicateaurasoul/index.html
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rules are for those that need structure discipline is for the anal retentive and power hungry repeated tests are the only thing of which i speak we need to be tested to find out which part of the soul is weak~robynwildchild
You have the strength of Beowulf but cripple it because of your affinity for the monster You have been sustaining yourself on the gruel of self-destruction for so long your stomach rejects the ambrosia of life While the hero of your mind stands by without action while the monster of your emotions sever friendship like arteries under the knife~PG
"fingertips of sun trace the edges of this room I turn my face so your leaving does not eclipse your kiss on back of my neck"~Ambergirl
someday I won't have to tell myself the obvious or pretend to be oblivious ~Robynwildchild
"pain is usually the source of my work. the way i have dealt with mental adversity is by embracing it, and allowing certain ideals to wash over my consciousness so that i could purge my pain."-tek
The new me is like: A woman killed in ruffles; falling to the ground with her hair spread out; her wrist secreting ambiant neon blood Juggling the moon and stars in palms; with the flecks in the eyes turning globes confetti like yearns of non-existant love... Running in barefoot brooks; with the moon arching its reflection up the aching backs where he holds onto my hips and sways me my dreams are: Renewing again amoungst the mating mossrocks stay satiated coining a pith in a breathy palms; so so sappy drenching dreary destiny to bloody toned walls my heart calls: callused and waving kites colors hues meshing, please feel me- I'm so-so soft- scratching like cat napes, round and female with sun-dresses blowing passion.. kiss the wind swiveling tears on cheeks, the light beams behind my curls, I pose and bleeeeeeed with pain on my sleeve... engulf: anger,sadness, happiness changing to squared rolling wheels, penetrate the projections of emotional mattresses... I feel open.. constantly.. dream of my transparent body unzipping my skin and stepping out of me.. and I run to cotton-candy padded fields and glow with bliss, and he will wait with his arms open- like that of jesus and view me- patiently...cuz he knows I tripped on my way there and I'm all bruised... ~ me
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