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uzim
on 2003-10-20 03:11 [#00909879]
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in another style..
I'm gonna drown myself in London's lost rivers I will walk down to the rain
I have sat there and seen the winter days finish their short-spanned lives; and all the globes of light - crimson, emerald, and pallid yellow - start, one by one, out of the russet fog that creeps up the river. But I like the place best on these hot summer nights, when the sky hangs thick with stifled colour, and the stars shine small and shyly. Then the pulse of the city is hushed, and the scales of the water flicker golden and oily under the watching regiment of lamps. The bridge clasps its gaunt arms tight from bank to bank, and the shuffle of a retreating figure sounds loud and alone in the quiet. There, if you wait long enough, you will hear the long wail of the siren, that seems to tell of the anguish of London till a train hurries to throttle its dying note, roaring and rushing, thundering and blazing through the night, tossing its white crests of smoke, charging across the bridge into the dark country beyond.
In the wan, lingering light of the winter afternoon, the parks stood all deserted, sluggishly drowsing, so it seemed, with their spacious distances muffled in greyness: colourless, fabulous, blurred. One by one, through the damp misty air, looked the tall, stark, lifeless elms. Overhead there lowered a turpid sky, heavy-charged with an unclean yellow, and amid their ugly patches of dank and rotting bracken, a little mare picked her way noiselessly. The rumour of life seemed hushed. There was only the vague ??? rhythm of the creaking saddle. The daylight faded. A shroud of ghostly mist enveloped the earth, and up from the vaporous distance crept slowly the evening darkness. A sullen glow throbs overhead: golden will-o'-the-wisps are threading their shadowy ribbons above golden trees, and the dull, distant rumour of feverish London waits on the still night air. The lights of Hyde Park Corner blaze like some monster, gilded constellation, shaming the dingy stars. And across the east, there f
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uzim
on 2003-10-20 03:12 [#00909880]
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flares a sky-sign, a gaudy crimson arabesque. And all the air hangs draped in the mysterious sumptuous splendour of a murky London night.
I'm gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London I am gonna drown myself in the lost rivers of London
- Coil, 'Lost Rivers Of London'
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tibbar
from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:13 [#00909883]
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daddy please hear this song that i sing in your heart theres a spark that just screams for a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep and love all you have left like your boy used to be long ago wrapped in sheets warm and wet blister please with those wings in your spine love to be with a brother of mine how he'd love to find your tongue in his teeth in a struggle to find secret songs that you keep wrapped in boxes so tight sounding only at night as you sleep and in my dreams you're alive and your crying as your mouth moves in mine soft and sweet rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you for the rest of your life in your ?reading? brother see we are one in the same and you left with your head filled with flames and you watched as your brains fell out thru your teeth push the pieces in place make your smile sweet to see don't you take this away im still wanting my face on your cheek and when we break we'll wait for our miracle God is a place where some holy spectacle lies when we break we'll wait for our miracle God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life two headed boy she is all you could need she will feed you tomatoes and radio wires and retire to sheets safe and clean but don't hate her when she gets up to leave
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ambsace
from canaDUH. on 2003-10-20 03:15 [#00909886]
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well. i could post cure lyrics in here all day. i also think robert smith writes some of the most beautiful lyrics. i <3 him.
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tibbar
from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:17 [#00909888]
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When you were young Was there a time called one day You would know all there was to know If you survive All of those girls around you You carry there books they carried your mind Make believe That nothing is wrong Make believe Your going somewhere Live your dream So take it slow And if you lose your way Remember the moment you began Fall back on your word Heaven forbid your entry And miner guilt complex dissolves Make believe nothing is wrong Make believe you’ve got something to say Live your dream (never stop) And nothing can matter to this man Wish away all I know Heaven is calling out The easiest excess to the crowd I came for the house and the children I let it all slip throw my hands I feel like a weight has been lifted Nothing can matter to this man I came for the car and the vacuum Spinning the wheels into the void I feel like my ship it has come in But it was a joke there’s nothing aboard
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surrounded
from it won't be hard anymore to li on 2003-10-20 03:19 [#00909893]
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Beste bill, ik zag daarnet je vrouw, en ze zei dat je langzaam impotent wordt. Is dat waar, arme beste kerel? Wie zal je troosten als je vruchteloos verlangt?
Beste bill, je wou dat je kon zeggen, dat je hevig dit leven had geleefd. En dat je een man was, vrij en zonder schulden. En dat je slimmer dan je ouders was geweest.
En je wou dat je kon zeggen dat dit drijven. Dat het niet jouw stijl is, maar de stilte voor de storm. Dat je muren kan breken, ijzer kan smeden, als het brandt van binnen.
Begrijp jij die mensen die op feesten, de overwinning vieren van het leven op de dood? En die de kansen grijpen waar ze liggen, en die altijd weten wat ze doen?
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tibbar
from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 03:25 [#00909901]
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There's a little child Runnin' 'round this house And he never leaves He will never leave And the fog comes up From the sewers and Glows in the dark Baby alligators in the sewers Grow up fast Grow up fast Anything you want it can be done now How did you bad? Did you go bad? Did you go bad? Some things will never wash away Did you go bad? Did you go bad?
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Q4Z2X
on 2003-10-20 03:30 [#00909906]
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rows of houses, all bearing down on me i can feel their blue hands touching me all these things into position all these things we'll one day swallow whole and fade out again and fade out this machine will, will not communicate these thoughts and the strain I am under be a world child, form a circle before we all go under and fade out again and fade out again cracked eggs, dead birds scream as they fight for life i can feel death, can see its beady eyes all these things into position all these things we'll one day swallow whole and fade out again and fade out again
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Q4Z2X
on 2003-10-20 03:30 [#00909909]
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drawing this box for you to recreate me into something i can never be.
disease turned these clouds a infinite light and the winds a translucent glow. it seemed so easy to quit everything to remember. transmitted recordings of robot tracks to forget how everyone sounds.
tightly formed mechanical wings, dwelling on how to save us all. never in control, never really having a chance. we're all useless with our eyeliner dripping in red. we let it fester always knowing that it was coming and i'm hearing things in my head. i'm hearing things all wrong. these arms failed to lift when my eyes forgot to open. everything left offsetting through the dryed paint that creates these butterfly wings, twitching and teasing now. standing here one year later with signs of red shining through a decade more.
among the morning light of bedroom walls deafeated to know the danger in this.
it's so easy to forget everything we swore we'd remember. we're all useless. if only i could keep the eyeliner from running i'd drive these roads to kill my own kind.
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Q4Z2X
on 2003-10-20 03:44 [#00909945]
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to hope is admittance feed before beginning double-sided cynics reflected images don't be so selfish leaving the image follow it far to find where you are you haven't grown go on alone
never finished his sentence Remained in seclusion for the next few days family is circling he having moved up all the styles of heresy finally he appeared unexpectedly looking for company
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Earthworm_HO
from blu haha on 2003-10-20 03:52 [#00909963]
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a shattered dream of heart so hard to live on, si? a tunnel of life to pass you'll never get her, si?
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Sclah
from Freudian Slipmat on 2003-10-20 04:22 [#00910004]
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Cheeky Song (Touch My Bum)
Cheeky girls...... Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys
I never ever ask where do you go I never ever ask what do you do I never ever ask what's in your mind I never ever ask if you'll be mine Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life.
Oooooh
We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys
Hhmm cheeky cheeky (laughter)
Cheekycheekycheeky
Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys Ooh boys cheeky girls Ooh girls cheeky boys
I never ever ask where do you go I never ever ask what do you do I never ever ask whats in your mind I never ever ask if you'll be mine Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life.
Unu doy trei si (translates to one two three go) (with other voices shouting cheeky)
We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys
Come and join the cheeky club This is what you want Come and sing the cheeky song Our cheeky song woo Come and join the cheeky club This is what you want Come and sing the cheeky song Our cheeky song woo Come and smile don't be shy Touch my bum this is life
Cheeky cheeky
We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheeky boys You are the cheeky boys We are the cheeky girls We are the cheeky girls You are the cheek
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tragedy
from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 04:44 [#00910016]
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ok... TIBBAR WINS your prize is naked pics... just kidding... your prize isssss ummmmmmmm...youuuu geeett to, um,
you get a card! i'm sending it nowish. :-)
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tibbar
from harrisburg, pa (United States) on 2003-10-20 04:46 [#00910017]
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yeah, cuz um... a card is... SO much..... better..... than um....
yeah.
thanks.
really.
:) *rawr*
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tragedy
from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 05:35 [#00910043]
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sent!
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pOgO
from behind your belly button fluff on 2003-10-20 05:56 [#00910048]
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Tibbar's Song (aka, nekked tragedy)
Our friend tibbar was made a promis By a maiden fair Nekked piccies he was promised But there were not there
Tibbar wept a thousand love songs, Sad as hell was he For he will never get to see Our nekked tragedy
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eXXailon
from purgatory on 2003-10-20 07:21 [#00910132]
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With appropriate grace Take a deep breath The breeze in your face Don't open those eyes again, ever And dive With appropriate grace
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Phresch
from fucking Trondheim (Norway) on 2003-10-20 07:44 [#00910156]
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what a depressingly boring thread.
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zaphod
from the metaverse on 2003-10-20 07:45 [#00910159]
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i wish the milkman would deliver my milk in the morning i wish the milkman would deliver my milk when i'm yearning i would like some milk from the milkmans wifes tits
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mimi
on 2003-10-20 11:15 [#00910453]
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i didnt realize this was a metal board
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DJ Xammax
from not America on 2003-10-20 11:19 [#00910465]
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And what do you do when Your man kills himself and How do I make friends now And where is my mom I need to show her She taught me And please let me Die an Instant Death
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colonymike
from london (United Kingdom) on 2003-10-20 11:19 [#00910466]
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my dog just died can't get over it i've tried now i just cry
repeated getting louder for 8 mins over a string
i want to die
silence ...
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DJ Xammax
from not America on 2003-10-20 11:23 [#00910474]
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I don't know if anyone's done the Pyramid Song so:
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo i jumped in the river and what did I see? black-eyed angels swam with me a moon full of stars and astral cars all the figures i used to see all my lovers were there with me all my past and futures and we all went to heaven in a little row boat
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
i jumped into the river black-eyed angels swimming with me a moon full of stars and astral cars all the figures i used to see all my lovers were there with me all my past and futures and we all went to heaven in a little row boat
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
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rockenjohnny
from champagne socialism (Australia) on 2003-10-20 11:36 [#00910489]
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how would you be if you listened to a delta goodrem cd All the way through?
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rockenjohnny
from champagne socialism (Australia) on 2003-10-20 11:36 [#00910492]
Points: 7983 Status: Lurker | Followup to colonymike: #00910466
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isnt that type o negative :]
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evolume
from seattle (United States) on 2003-10-20 11:39 [#00910497]
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Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t Gimme a grip, make me love me Suckin' 'em down, I'm happy man Can feel it inside, makin' me smile
...realize that the sky's not made of gold don't disguise the nature of your soul
Gimme that z, o-l-o-f-t No longer pissed and you don't bother me I'm makin' it through, I'm givin' my all When base are loaded, I'm whacking the ball
...don't suck the mind, don't drain the source the path of life's not so easy to course, buddy
-Ween
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stilaktive
from a place on 2003-10-20 11:48 [#00910506]
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How does it make you feel?
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stilaktive
from a place on 2003-10-20 11:49 [#00910507]
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p.s. rape disgust the fuck out of me. i get very depressed and angry when i hear it hence my hatred for Nivarna
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Drunken Mastah
from OPPERKLASSESVIN!!! (Norway) on 2003-10-20 11:53 [#00910516]
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she looked so pretty... now she's dead.
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tragedy
from Gloucester (United States) on 2003-10-20 15:34 [#00910828]
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pogo is wicked funny... i just want that to be known :-P
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big
from lsg on 2003-10-20 15:41 [#00910840]
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kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me ------- nin, eraser (denial; realization)
i get pretty cheerful by that actually, but who knows, might get to you :D
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nanotech
from Sukavasti Amitaba Pureland (United States) on 2003-10-20 16:12 [#00910927]
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here's some spoken word from rollins band:
the 30 yr old mother asked us as she bent over to grab a cable off the floor of the section 8 govt. housing's roach brown master bedroom carpet: "do you want to play with my tight ass?"
she was attractive, and i was living under her care with her son as my best friend.
i stood up and postioned myself behind her; "i kinda want to;" aron, my other best friend said from the door as he followed my lead.
"yeah...that is tight..." i replyied as she guided my hand over her soft and firm teardrop ass while i stole a sensual examination of her rectal umblical...
she slowly pulled down her tight fitting cow-girl cut jeans, and let us look at her supple, ripe ass snugly fastened by her silk, deep blue panties...
"not as tight as this" she childishly proclaims as she shuffles slightly forward and drops the gates of heaven.
aron and i stood in awe as she turned around on her knees to ask us the question we're both waiting for...
"i've shown you mine...now you have to show me yours..."
like taking a direct order, i lowered my pants, unleashing my soon-to-be throbbing gristile, glistening with precomb...
she's satasfied, and turns to aron; who without a command, joins me in my tribute to what may very well be the best moment of our lives...
She grabs us both by our respective buttocks, and ushers us into our drone-like positions between her legs while she slowly slides up the side of her bed and mounts herself private screening tickets to the exceptional endorphine establshiment...
aron and i both invited ourselves to play our solos that evening in chorus...
-henry rollins "bleed:live demos bootleg"
did i win?
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