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Body Language (The Fight)
Submitted by giordanoce on Wed, 02/20/2013 - 10:41pm
I’m not sure at the moment,
if I can really hear you,
your lips and all your mouth is Read more »
VPR Selection -- MacQueen
Submitted by admin2006 on Mon, 02/18/2013 - 3:57pm
Puns
by Claire MacQueen
Eighth Grade
Please
Please don't leaf me.
All you say is we need to branch out,
we wooden be good for each other.
Yew
Yew with your need to be poplar,
Board without sprucing up everything,
Sometimes, you make me sycamore.
You saw this coming. You axed for it.
You say Read more »
Everyone's a Critic
Submitted by Thors Apprehension on Mon, 02/11/2013 - 10:44pm
Out of his reach
He said "lord I do not mean to beseech.
But I'm a preacher, can you teach me how to preach?"
Crashing wave,
I know that I'll be workin till the grave,
I'm a slave, Can you teach me to behave
Lose Yourself (Acoustic)
Submitted by Thors Apprehension on Thu, 02/07/2013 - 6:59pmI decided to turn one of my dubsteps into "actual" music. Used two tracks to make this. Track 1- Vocals/rhythm. Track 2-Lead
Thanks for listening! https://soundcloud.com/aidan-j-ellis
Thor~
It won't be long 'till you lose yourself,
so Lock yourself away.
You're the knight and you won't live,
to fight another day.
Stronger than titanium,
you've never been so dry.
Just give in you know you'll last,
'cause I am your supply.
The beast is burning.
Down deep inside.
Sing Low my ears are hurting.
Wipe the tear out of your eye.
What if all you knew,
Turned out to be a lie?
You signed a contract,
and they burned it in your eye.
I've never been so sober that I felt that I was drunk.
But right now I'm feeling small, I feel as though I've shrunk.
Let it go the beast is burning.
let it go down deep inside.
Sing low my ears are hurting.
Wipe the tear out of your eye.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Submitted by nerdycharmqueen on Mon, 02/04/2013 - 5:35pmHEY GUYS I HAVE DECIDED TO WRITE A BOOK WITH SHORT STORIES OR REGULAR STORIES(IT CAN ALSO BE POEMS) AND ANYONE WHO HAS ONE THAT WOULD LIKE IT PUBLISHED IN MY BOOK CAN JUST MESSAGE IT TO ME AND I'LL PUT IT IN AND I WILL KEEP YOU UPDATED. SO I HOPE YOU ALL WILL PARTICIPATE
I NEED ALL SHORT STORIES,REGULAR STORIES OR POEMS IN BY THE END OF MARCH
THANK YOU
SORRY FOR THE CONFUSHION THE THINGS YOU SEND TO ME FOR THIS WHEN I SEND THE BOOK TO A PUBLISHER YOUR USERNAME WILL BE UNDER THE STORY
I WILL ALSO BE STARTING THE BOOK ON FEBRUARY 5,2013
BUT IT'S STILL NOT TWO LATE TO SEND ONE
IF I DON'T HAVE IT BY THE END OF MARCH IT WON'T BE IN THE BOOK BECAUSE I PLAN ON SENDING IT SHORTLY AFTER THAT
THE BOOK WILL BE DEDICATED TO MY GRANDFATHER WHO PASSED AWAY ON FEB.4,2013
Isra and Geoff chat
Submitted by ggevalt on Fri, 02/01/2013 - 2:23pmGeoff asks Isra about a joyous moment.
Fine Is An Ugly Word (Audio Version)
Submitted by clarahendersontsa on Wed, 01/30/2013 - 5:26pm
It’s sad when you don’t feel special no more.
Makes your thoughts all jumbled
And your smile all sore.
Makes that mask you’ve been wearing
Feel just like your skin
And I’m not sure I like
This fake skin that I’m in.
And I’m not sure I like all these cellophane people
With their looking-glass thoughts
And their dirtied up steeples
Where they pray to get by for just one little day
Where they tidy up numbers, all wasting away
With their dreams and ambitions all kept in a drawer
All locked up and socked up till they don’t shine no more
I don’t wanna get by, I don’t wanna be fine
Like the cellophane people who don’t cross the line
From there gray little quarters to their dull little lives
With their prim little daughters and their prim little wives
So I wanna be messy and make people frown!
Well, its better than having it all upside down
In a neat little smile, in its sad little way
And I’m gonna be someone who’s special
Someday.
Barefoot Child (Audio Version)
Submitted by jennajenna66 on Wed, 01/30/2013 - 11:12amShe darted gracefully between the silent trees,
And flew above the sky on the swirling breeze.
All night she ran with the bounding deer
And as she flew along, she showed no fear.
She hid all day in the woods off the trails,
Her small bare feet were too strong to fail,
She watched as the sun set beneath the trees,
And she again began to fly with the breeze.
She smiled, as she felt so free,
And laughed as she stroked a soft honeybee.
She loved all of Mother Nature’s beasts
From the western plains to the coasts far east.
But lately she’s been slipping away,
And to save her, there is but one way,
Do your best to spread the word,
And united together, our voices will be heard.
Listen to what she has to say,
Before her kingdom slips away.
We must sing all her song,
And keep her voice forever strong.
For Anyone Who Has Ever Been Called Fat
Submitted by kayb on Wed, 01/30/2013 - 8:50am
Lovely to know that no one noticed
That was my life, put in my soles
Worn holes in my shoes
I look through windowpanes
Of the latest fashion
Nearsighted, now sighted
Pane glass
Fasting
Four months.
Beautiful to see no one wanted
Handles built sans machine
On dreams
Stationary defeat comes pre-marathon
Does that turn you on?
No.
Happiness does not burn forests
It builds waterfalls
So what if Sundays sleep?
My frames have changed
Do you lovely notice
My soles unshaken?
Fasting faster?
Looking lighter?
Once the coins tossed on the counter
Now, there are less encounters
Dripping, and sticky, and sweet and pink
I don’t think
About
The words I heard
Gorgeous to feel it crawling on my back
Trees are legs, muscles lacked
Called beautiful by a stranger
Obligated to feed the fire that is my danger
Who couldn’t know that
Echoes in my mind remind me
“You’re so fat.”
