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[Burzum]

There was rain and then there was no rain. There was a drying orange peel on the oak folio next to the open window. There was a man in my apartment.

"What could possibly be better than the color green?" I asked.
"Eggnog." He replied.

I shot him in the face. He didn't respond.

(courtesy by A3iL3r0n from http://teamliquid.net/forum/viewmess...topic_id=16383 )

[gran guerrero]

I'm not going to look through that website to see what kind of forum game you are trying to do. So please essplain the rules.

[roxxkatt]

The night was silent.
The Cheese moved swiftly through the silence.
The Burzum was completely unspecting...
The wind wound through the barren trees.
The Cheese pounced upon the Burzum from behind!

:wub:

[T3l Ca7]

The cat waited at the entrance of the dark alley silently, she blended in well with the shadow at the root of the old house. A drunk people went pass, singing, dancing with his hand around bottle, he did not notice anything.

The cat sat at where she was, she was a statue of the night, unmoving, observing, calculating.

The drunk disappeared into the shadow. Ten more minutes passed, nothing other than the wind visited the alley. When the wind was gone, all became too quiet again.

Then it came the foot steps, that rymthe, so familiar, coming closer and closer ...

(to be continued)

[DoTheFandango]

Smoke plumes from my core,
morphing in the daytime gray.

lay down in the street.
let the fire rage.

It ignites from my soul
and smolders outward.

Gasping, throat full of flames,
a rotten stench flies from me,
alerting those around of
the dying person before them.

In passing, they’ll stare down,
nostrils flared, completely still.
They will offer meaningless greetings
and conduct their hollow conversations.

Ending with a smile and a wave,
they’ll continue trotting along.

[Adman]

i like icre cream...

edit: was gonna fix the typo, but i like it there.

[gran guerrero]

The Morning After

Your mouth is dry
And your eyes are red
Let out a dry heave and sigh
The world is your bed
The night before was fun
But the morning after
You’d like to avoid the sun
Whatever happened to the laughter?
Find me a trashcan
Feverish and stomach flu
Put my headache on for ban
My liver’s in pain too
We were giggling with numb
But the morning after
Makes me feel dumb
A place to vomit
Is all that really matters

[gran guerrero]

With Our Rights

I buy a pack of smokes
With one arm shot off
I ask for help to get a light
And I then take a toke
I’m in pain,
Spinning into paranoia
My home is no utopia
It starts to rain
I vote for someone better
With the one good hand left
Punched my ballot
And that’s my election
I’m still in pain,
Spinning into paranoia
My home is no utopia
It continues to rain
I sign my own documents now
I learned how to write with my left
I’m a man now
That’s what the policy says
I can’t end the pain
Spinning into paranoia
My home is no utopia
It doesn’t stop, this damn rain
Strawberry fields I remember
Flashes of battle ring in my ear
No Grey Gooses, Jack or the Captain either
My one good arm just wants a beer

[gran guerrero]

History Returned

Humans, humans
Everywhere
Have nothing better
But to kill and scare
Bodies, bodies
On the ground
Bloodshed
All around
Jesus
On the cross
Black people
With a cotton farming boss
Spanish inquisition
Lives were lost
Help us, help us
Cries unheard
No mercy is undeserved
Hide us, hide us
Abide our lives
Please don’t leave us all deprived
For we live in fear
Not everything is at it appears
Savages
Trail of tears
Indian lands now ravaged
Witches in Salem
It’s the devil’s work
So hang them
Red hunt
Communists with their evil schemes
Start with the one out front
Jews
Auschwitz gas chambers
Who else is there to pursue?
Terrorists
They’re all from the Mid. East
Kill them all, even the pacifists
Why, why
Is history returned?
Hanged, shot, drowned and burned
Your language is weird
Your ways are jeered
Your clothes are too bright
And your skin is not white
Wait, Wait
Accuse the accusers
Persecute the persecutors
Violence, violence
Stop living in silence
It’s not too late
To change our fate

[gran guerrero]

Jessica With Eyes Like Diamonds

Imagine yourself in a boat on an ocean,
With turquoise waters and an orange star up very high
Your reflection calls out to you, and look at it slowly,
A beauty with pearly white eyes.

Wonderful fish of red and blue,
Swimming under your head.
Search for the pretty with the sun in her eyes,
And then she's gone.

Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Ah... Ah...

Follow her toward a bay by an island
Where seahorse creatures eat colorful parasites,
The sunshine smiles as you drift past the shoreline,
That swallows its pride as you go by,
All kinds of birds appear on the shore,
Waiting to fly you away.
Spread your wings and watch your head in the clouds,
And now you're gone.

Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Ah... Ah...

Imagine yourself on a winged chariot,
With flaming God-like horses and a rider of fire,
Suddenly she sees her own image,
It’s the beauty with pearly-white eyes.

Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Jessica with eyes like diamonds
Ah... Ah...

[gran guerrero]

Violet

Hey there Violet
Don’t be violent
For I’m in love with you

Hi there Violet
Smile for a while dear
For the sun shines on you

Hello there Violet
Don’t be silent
As the world sings for you

Goodbye my Violet
Lose all your fear
When we hide from you

Farewell lovely Violet
Don’t close your eyelids
When we cry on you

Goodnight sweet Violet
The time is near
All I want is you


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(This was written for a pot plant my friends and I are growing, we named her violet)

[gran guerrero]

Down The Rabbit-Hole

Choking while smoking
Giggling while fiddling
Our bodies and mind
Over the mountaintop
We go on up
Till we reach the peak
Then we come down hard
Jumping and diving
Hiding and riding
The wind; we are the flyers
Can we get any higher?
Show me, show me
The way to the rabbit-hole
Down, down, down
Off we go!
Tripping over nuts
And chocolate-covered rocks
The trees are breathing
Sighing and heaving
Their bare chests of bark
Make your mark
As the scene unravels
Before your eyes:
Mad hatters, weirdo rabbits too
A mean-tempered queen
With roadways of green
Spades, clubs
Diamonds and hearts
Don’t trust that fart!
Small cats with large smiles
We’re crying tears of acid
Our time down here
Is getting really wild
Circular patterns
The brain is unfed
That’s what the dormouse said
I think I’m lost
Life is constantly moving
The experience was groovy
It’s kind of tiring
Blond hair and pale skin
Follow that girl in blue
She knows the way
To the rabbit-hole
Out, out, out
Off we go!

[gran guerrero]

She Says So Much!

She says so much!
From the break of morning –
In my dreams, I am soaring
The dragons are a roaring!
Ring, Ring, Ring!
The telephone slaps me in my cheek.
I’m no longer free,
Until a quarter to three…
My belly is rumbling,
Then I am tumbling
To go stuff my face!
Ring-a-ding-a-ching-a-ling-a-ding!
Now the race is over,
Go ahead and call me rover
Until the light is gone;
Now I am dancin’
Heart romancin’
She gets close to me…
Ring-a-ring-a-ring
God damn this thing!
I choose to ignore,
Her left message makes me snore
I think I just want some sleep.
After a night of boozin’
I’m off to snoozin’
Ring, ding, ring, ring, ring…
What the hell do you want from me?
I have to get up at eight,
God for heaven sake!
She says so much!
The tirade is now over,
The night gets older…
Silence eventually makes me sorry
But luckily,
She still loves me.

[gran guerrero]

Two-Faced Eagle

Everybody is walking and talking
But nobody will stop to see,
The evil that you breed
You two-faced eagle
With your crown and regal
On top of the steeple
Conquering the world beneath
You olive-branch wielding
With a gun you’re shielding
Telling us how it should be
You’re lying, the mothers are crying
And this is the best place to be?
You’re raping, pillaging all the foreign villages
You no good son of a…
Riches is all you ever wanted
While your friends applauded
You’re scheming, wheeling and dealing
You no good son of a…
Witches were burned
Because of some people’s concerns
Please just excommunicate me
From the powerful religious three
You’re joking, smoking, policy poking
No good son of a…
Ditches and graves are all you’re digging
With the vast amount of food you’re pigging
Our hearts are broken
And our money is stolen
You betrayer, devious player, dead body-layer
At the same time you’re saying
That this is the land of the free?
Just leave me be.

---
(Ok, I'm done...)

[Weaver]

Untitled

It's funny how the sun wakes me up
When I haven't gone to sleep
A boiling kettle produces a cup
Of liquid to silence the beep
That wakes me from the dream
Which I believe to be reality
But I'm bursting at the seams
And fearing for my sanity
Eyes wide open but I'm not awake
Tears run dry before reaching the eye
Drowning my insides with ache
Breathe out another unconcious sigh
Before slipping back into confusion
Where again my eyes bloom with fear
From the pain of an illusion
That's bringing insanity all too near




I wonder if I've posted that before.