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  • Love this thread, enjoyed everyones piece of the pie! This does ryhme but i hope you guys might find it interesting.

    If:

    If you had one moment?
    If M & M's melted in your hands and not in your mouth?
    If Mr. Clean was Mr. Dirty?
    If all you had was a doller and 7 cents?
    If people acutally liked other people?
    If more people could express themselves with poetry?
    If you loved someone?
    If someone loved you?
    If you loved someone that loved you?
    If you chose the wrong path?
    If you chose the right path?
    If you had the choice of an optional path?
    If men were women and women were men?
    If this makes sense?
    If you cant make sense out of this?
    If chocolate was a fruit?
    If 2pac was still alive?
    If you had one chance?
    If you didnt take that chance?
    If all you wanted was another chance?

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    • The sexy swivels of your thoughts
      Multiple dimensions of your brain
      Creating numerous vibrations
      Echoing through your veins
      Transporting from your fingertips
      Through the tunnel of invisible connection
      Transcending the wavelengths of time and distance
      Channeling the force to the nearness of my axis
      Causing violent contraction in my fingers
      Electrically charging my veins
      Shooting neurons to my brain
      You create swirls of emotions
      That evoke the swivels of my thoughts

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      • Ohh goody, I like revivals. Thanks to anileve.

        Tyranny of time

        Time's Tales tell us to talk today and think tomorrow as we tip toe
        on times poisonous arrow delivering sorrow
        to those that deny the real God of man
        the clock's hand, on this dream land
        making through minutes of infinity yurning to be free we, reach divinity
        time brings conformity from dusk till dawn annually
        we try to transcend the cycle of the earth, and the rising of the sun
        but we always descend to our end and the Piper's tune leads on
        as it carries time's wand
        Time speaks to us in ticks and tocks
        of phrases "Time is money", and money talks
        teetering tenderly on the trackways of time
        taking a break for breath becomes a crime
        for I'm a mime trapped under the tyranny of time
        I'm movong nowhere with 5 trillion thoughts per second
        as my past screams its rage it is confined in times cage
        as I make way through times boobey trapped mines
        swinging from thorn covered vines uncovering rhymes
        and expanding my confined mind
        once upon a time --- limit
        As time ties our labor with tools and
        rhyme with rules we each possess a watch that's real cool
        for no one would know time without
        a clock to watch, and time is watching us, the prisoners of time
        as we ride out our dreams and become
        trapped in times wheel asking what becomes of this feeling
        this dream? when we dream time loses its meaning
        To tick the tock and resonate with the right scream
        On weekend, on weekday, on workday, on someday, on anyday
        on birthday, on holiday, all reminders that we are times prey
        We constantly drink from the cup of time
        I have to becareful to not choke on this rhyme
        For I am thirsty, to resist is heresy
        to fight time is blasphemy for we under time's tyranny
        Achkerov kute.

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        • Every experience, be it good or bad teaches us a lesson.
          Or, at least it should.
          Miss right turns out to be Miss Wrong.
          Learn from your mistakes.
          Move on.
          Dry your tears, wipe your eyes.
          Find the strength.
          Look inside.
          Don't call her.
          Don't see her.
          Don't play one sad song.
          Just move on.
          Do a check up from the neck up.
          One day, you'll have all the joy your heart can hold.
          And then you'll be glad you moved on.
          For there is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
          Once you have found that person, then you will have truly moved on.
          And then you will truly be lucky.

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          • Emil, if ever I end up falling in love and breaking up, I'll definitely heed the advice.
            Achkerov kute.

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            • Originally posted by Emil Every experience, be it good or bad teaches us a lesson.
              Or, at least it should.
              Miss right turns out to be Miss Wrong.
              Learn from your mistakes.
              Move on.
              Dry your tears, wipe your eyes.
              Excuse me Mr. Moderator, I feel compelled to move this post to the “Love and Romance” section, I got all sentimental here. This is just another scheme of yours to get all the women in tears and ready to comfort you, isn't it? You dog!

              Emil Do a check up from the neck up.
              Yep, that always helps in avoiding bottlenecked women...

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              • Originally posted by Emil Every experience, be it good or bad teaches us a lesson..........And then you will truly be lucky.
                I think I speak for everyone when I say............aaaaaawwwww
                I see...

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                • Originally posted by anileve Excuse me Mr. Moderator, I feel compelled to move this post to the “Love and Romance” section, I got all sentimental here. This is just another scheme of yours to get all the women in tears and ready to comfort you, isn't it? You dog!
                  Don't I wish.

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                  • short afternoon naps vaporize into quiet evenings
                    in flickering twilight. eyes open and
                    minds close when this key is turned.
                    a fortnight is spent
                    in preparation, labelling anatomy
                    with sight association.
                    she's a flighty one, this one,
                    this one too many -
                    she used bicker like an owl when there aren't any mice around.
                    now her head just bobs in capricorn compliance.
                    her fingers tense up under
                    the shrill noise of metal
                    pulling denim into a v-shaped opening.
                    the same tongue that she speaks with,
                    on those rare occasions when she speaks,
                    is loosened from her throat like
                    lungs pulled out from undersea.
                    again she doesn't complain -
                    she knows damn well she isn't there to be heard.
                    when the streetlamps turn off
                    the earth knows it's okay to spin around again.
                    the flutter of her eyelids betray
                    a past that wasn't cluttered
                    with fiscal struggles but rather
                    with the fight to save a childhood.
                    in the mood but not in sunlight,
                    her attitude is to walk, no not to walk
                    and no i don't mean that she wants to run;
                    she only wants to lie down
                    without the song of the gutter water
                    muttering in the side of her head
                    that her face is broken.
                    under certain circumstances,
                    when the moon was crescent
                    and the cloud-cover yawned but did not break,
                    she might have spoken up.

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                    • Originally posted by loseyourname short afternoon naps vaporize into quiet evenings
                      in flickering twilight. eyes open and
                      minds close when this key is turned.
                      Wow lose, that's an incredible poem. Beautiful embroidery of words I'd have to say and very touching without sounding mushy.

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