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| My Chachi, My Karate Kid |
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| kiss my empty stretched sack of a belly and my purple heart and the parts that don't fit, never fit whenever we start don't try to make sense, just repent get over it you're sexy when you show me your art when you apologize, you suck me into who you are, so smart briefs or boxers they're off your voice on my microphone breath hot mic steamin' with my lungs which were created for this, this meetin', this unusual fellowship that winter night of 1993 you in a white pickup truck my YM magazine I licked my lip gloss when you told me you didn't know your real Dad that night you were my ice cream chocolate chip cookie dough dream (909)315-3304 24784 Candlenut Court seared in my mind you were a break dancin' tagger with oversized pants now a coca-cola truck driver pierced by your mom's divorce, but I believe in romance My Chachi, My Karate Kid I remember I used to say All make me open my eyes from such a long sleep |
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| Added On: Fri Jan 2 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| Moving Day |
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| I look at this empty room Walls bare, A patchwork of unevenly faded off-white paint Sunlight shimmering in dusty air, Through open curtains. The mock wood tiled floor Scuffed with years of use, Steady underneath my feet. The faint smell of musk And mold. That tells you that people lived here. That children played here. That there was laughter and sorrow here. That a mother worried for her son here. That a trust was betrayed here. Who could know that here, Someone had sex for the first time? Or dealt with death for the first time? Or that right here, Is where she learned to read? Or that right here, Is where they made him bleed? Here is where they hoped, And dreamed, And prayed. And here is where they cursed, Desperately wanting to get away. Here is a place of joy, And happiness, And longing, And loving. A place of warmth and family. And of terrible grief, And pain, And boredom, And loneliness. This room, With its empty closets and cobwebbed corners, Played upon by absent minded breezes, Flowing through an old, neglected window. This little room, At once meaningless and all encompassing. Stripped of its nuance, Its context, Its life... It kinda makes me sad. But I guess that’s ok. At least I remember. |
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| Added On: Mon Jun 14 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| Menagarie of Beauty |
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| Somehow, a part of you got lost in me, It stays with me all day, constantly reminding me of its presence And in the absence of light- it reaks havoc on my dreams In my mind it hangs as a picture a mosaic of laughter and charm a menagarie of beauty but its torn at the edges and gets blurrier everyday |
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| Added On: Wed Oct 1 2003 | Hits: 1 |
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| Love Is |
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| Love is,feeling calm,peaceful,secure,when that person is near, love is,when you can let yourself go,having no fear. Love is when you can't seem to think of anyone or anything, love is,when you can't wait for the next day,the joy,their presence may bring. Love is,having to sit next to the phone,so you don't miss their call, love is,rushing to the door when they come,so quick,you almost fall. Love is,when you can't sleep at night,wishing that person was next to you, love is,going crazy,not seeing that person,you don't know what to do. Love is,never wanting to leave,walk away,feeling like your leaving something behind, love is,never wanting that person to leave your mind. Love is,when you can always show that person,respect at all times, love is,trusting one another,rarely argueing,leaving eachother with peaceful minds. Love is,knowing what love actually is,if you don't,it's a shame, if you can't feel or act as you should,problems occur,and your to blame. |
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| Added On: Wed Apr 27 2005 | Hits: 1 |
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| liberation |
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| angel wings hands like... sandpaper no more bad dreams the ugly little girl with curious green eyes grew up threw up got up and out before you could ruin her...much |
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| Added On: Tue Mar 2 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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