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Post by JukotoxKanashimi » Mon Jan 26, 2004 4:25 pm

great work Bd a long list of poetry here im bound to take time reading.. :mrgreen:

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And your mercy saves my life...

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Then look around to find...

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I need your help inside myself...

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<a name="#thirty one"> It's all just one big play... </a>

A first time performance
For a very gifted cast
A very small group of six
That's set tonight to go last

Plays of insanity
Depression, and violence
It's planned to go on
But after the defiance

Neurotic performers
Of an age old art
But the monkeys on our back
Still insist to fart

Two more hours
Minutes left? Fifteen
We go on with the show
And hope for nothing obscene

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<a name="#thirty two"> She thinks it's convenience... </a>

I hear him laugh and it ticks me off
He likes her, I like him, and she thinks it's convenience...

Why does love start out soft, and end up a razor in your hand while you bleed?

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<a name="#thirty three"> A story not yet told... </a>

A story not yet told
A movie not yet seen
A song that's yet to be played
But tell me what does it mean?

You have no idea
You've never known at all
Because if you really did
It would've left you to take the fall

Understand my words so clear
And lead me back to you
I never was too good at saying
It's over and I'm through...

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<a name="#thirty four"> And with that you know I'm right... </a>

Things that seem so strange
Can't stay the same forever
Things that seem to change
Are there for you whenever

Things that seem so wild
Can't change too awful quick
Things that seem to be mild
May often make you sick

Things that seem so dumb
Can't help you to go on
Things that seem to make you numb
May soon help you be gone

I pass my every stomping ground
And the places I used to fight
Things survive, not meant to be found
And with that you know I'm right...

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<a name="#thirty five"> Ideas ran dry... </a>

No matter how hard I try
I could never satisfy you could I?

You always enjoyed my pain
And loved it when I had a fresh cut

You'd laugh and snear
And say how stupid I was... and I kept coming back...

The music played on
The ideas ran dry
The sun died away
The moon cried
And you left...

I don't need you anymore...
The cuts may still happen, but you don't laugh anymore...

By the way... Sorry about the arsenic in the coffee...

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<a name="#thirty six"> Your eyes... </a>

I avoided your eyes...
I couldn't handle the look on your face...

It hurt too bad to pay attention because...
We both hurt each other, and I couldn't take it...

The dog lay sleeping on the floor...
And I sat crying on the bed while you stood at the window...

Staring at the dirty street that no one walked on anymore...
I don't see why you bothered to come...

The floor creaked as you went for the door...
I cried more as you spoke...

"I don't need you anymore...
If you can't handle this, I don't care anymore..."

I'm sorry...
I never meant to hurt you T.G...

I avoided your eyes...
I couldn't handle the look on your face...

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<a name="#thirty seven"> Just a stupid rant... </a>

If that's how it works
Then why do we have rules?
It's not like they're equally enforced...

Elementary, Junior High, High school...
They're all the same.
Sure when we're kids we seem to get along
But when we hit fifth grade
Man we all split like the Red Sea

Why does it work like that?
Why is it that no matter how alike two people can be
We're all still so different we can't get along anymore

It's crap! That's all it is!
I'll be glad when May comes around again
Graduation!
Out of the hell hole that they try to make sound good

"Oh wow! We're in high school now!"
Who cares? I've been there for three years and all I have to show is:
Self inflicted scars
A psychotic reputation
Barely passing grades
And only three real friends who don't even go to school with me...

You don't mature
You don't get cooler
You don't get more friends
You don't get a boyfriend/girlfriend

You have to be cool to begin with to get all that...

What you actually get is a bunch of bullcrap lines about how the faculty really does care, then they turn around and express how stupid, lazy, and pathetic you are!

I go to a school where more than half of all the male teachers are known as "Coach" and majority of the female teachers are on permanent PMS!!!

So tell me why high school should be the highlight of your teenage years... I'm DYING to know...

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<a name="#thirty eight"> 277 (Another rant type deal) </a>

should be happy…
So why do I feel like I do?
I don’t even know why I feel this way…
I don’t even know what this feeling is…
It’s like a big mess of confusion, depression, anger, hurt, humor, and crap… all in one…
And I have absolutely no idea why… or what exactly…
Maybe it’s that I’m going to miss the Goo Goo Dolls this month… *But I didn’t get this depressed in February when I missed their concert…
Maybe it’s that I’m starting to believe that I’ll never meet John Rzeznik (my obsession) face to face…
Maybe it’s that I’m going to be alone at camp…
Maybe it’s that I don’t believe that I’m going to be famous anymore…
Maybe it’s all TJ’s fault…
Maybe it’s because I’m finding more and more problems that are hard to fix in my story… and my life…
Maybe it’s that I haven’t written a good song since ‘Chasteen’s Song (Forget-me-not)’…
Maybe it’s that I’m doing all kinds of planning and I’m probably never going to be able to do any of it…
Maybe it’s that I want to give my friends everything they need and don’t care about saving for me… whether they know or not…
Maybe it’s because I believe that there are times that my sister really does hate me and wish I hadn’t been born…
Maybe it’s that I’m too nice, too mean, too annoying, too pushy, too infantile, and too immature…
Maybe it’s because I talk more than I think just so that I don’t have to… but when there’s no one to talk to and a lot of time to think it hurts worse than never shutting up…
Maybe I’m just relapsing…………

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<a name="#thirty nine"> Sir... </a>

Yes sir, I was dark and demented once
No sir, I don't know why
But sir, if you'd just listen to me
I think I could give it a try

Yes sir, I have been a little down
No sir, no suicidal tendencies yet
But sir, shouldn't this be normal?
I mean, look, I lost the bet

Yes sir, I know that I shouldn't do that
No sir, I didn't mean anything of the sort
But sir, I'm really serious
I think I've built myself a fort

Yes sir, I did say it by accident
No sir, I didn't know what it would do
But sir, if you would pay attention
You'd have done the same if it were you

Yes sir, I understand the things you say
No sir, I do not wish to hear
But sir, just let me explain again
Why I have this fear

Yes sir, I have been hurt several times
No sir, not by just one
But sir, it was all my fault you see
For everything they've done

Yes sir, I know it may be over
No sir, I can't let it go
But sir, if I'm still dark inside
I've got nothing to show

Yes sir, I did check myself in
No sir, I didn't want to stay
Yes sir, I know it's an institution
But no sir, don't make me stay...

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<a name="#forty"> What's the point... </a>

What's the point in being popular
If, with the crowd, you do not mix
What's the point in making up together
If the problem you can't fix

What's the point in having a lot of friends
If not one of them are true
What's the point in giving in to love
If he does not love you

What's the point in being dramatic
If they all just stop and stare
What's the point in looking up to them
If they don't really care

What's the point in being popular
If that's the thing that makes you hollow
What's the point in being on the top
If there's no one left to follow...?

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<a name="#forty one"> The Gremlin </a>

Evil in her childish laugh
Innocence on her face
Only twelve, but evil she is
She seems so out of place

Tricks and trouble
Are what makes her go
You could make her mad
But it wouldn't show

So go again, and look around
Before she catches up to you
Don't let her find you by yourself
There's no telling what she'd do

(This poem is about a little girl that went camping with my family this past week, and I swear to god she's evil... So I nick named her Gremlin)

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<a name="#forty two"> Madness... </a>

Why can't I scream
And say what I want to say?
Why can't I move on
And go one past that day?

Why can't I kill him
For everything he's done?
Why can't I let go
Because nobody has won?

What am I going to do
That day he does it again?
My sister, his sister
Where did it begin?

Fourteen, ten
Does age even seem to matter?
Why can't I have
His worthless dick on a silver platter?

One day you will die
And you don't even know how
But one thing I will share
The planning will start now...

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<a name="#forty three"> When what's said is true... </a>

I talk too much
I annoy a lot
I've lost my touch
I stirred the pot

I'm sorry I'm a burden
No favors shall I ask
I'll just keep herding
And finishing my task

I'm sorry for the uproar
I didn't mean to bitch
I really don't know what for
I just seemed to have an itch

So please forgive me
I never meant to
I guess I can't see
When what's said is true...

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<a name="#forty four"> I swear you can't see... </a>

You broke my heart
And shattered it
In pieces on the floor
Torn apart
To the last little bit
And slammed it in the door

You never gave me
An I'm sorry, didn't mean to
To stop the tears flowing
I swear you can't see
This I know is true
You don't know where you're going

Leave me alone
Stop with the e-mails
I'm tired of being in pain
Things unknown
With hidden cries and wails
And YOU are the one to blame

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<a name="#forty five"> The lost one... </a>

Can anyone understand
When no one will ever listen
It's like maggots in a trash can
No body cares...
A poem, a rhyme, a song, a time...
Does any body ever think twice
Before they go about hurting someone
Before they make someone want to die
Make someone want to do the things I've done to myself...
A life, a death, a birth, a breath...
Does any one think of life
Of death
Of having a REAL family?
A normal life?

Instead they're only the lost one...

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<a name="#forty six"> If I told your secret... </a>

If I told your secret
What else would you do to me?
Would you do it again
Or hurt me worse, just to make me see?
Would they look at me wrong
And think the fault is on me?

If I told your secret
What would it do to you?
Make you go away?
Or make you think of what to do?
Would it tear you down
Like I want it to?

If I told your secret
What would it do to them?
Would they believe me?
What would happen then?
Would they think "What a bad boy"
"Keep her away from him"?

They would look at me weird
And look at you as well
We'd be banished
And I promised I'd never tell
But guess what...
We're going to hell...

I almost told your secret...

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<a name="#forty seven"> What You Call Perfection... </a>

You say I look so pretty
Then you say that I am not
Angry words I can't digest
"You don't know how much you've got"

What you call perfection
Is something you can't get
No matter how you walk
No matter how you sit

Please just stop complaining
I just want some time for me
I didn't mean to make a mess
Is there anyway to make you see?

I can't hold down
What you force feed
Leave me alone
That's not what I need

What if it were you
Sitting in my place
Scars on legs and arms
Bruises on your face

Don't tell me that it's easy
Don't tell me that you feel bad
I'm not listening to anything
You've lost whatever you had

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<a name="#forty eight"> If Dreams Came True... </a>

If dreams came true...
Do you know how many people would be dead?
In pain?
Dying slowly, and painfully from disease?

If dreams came true...
Do you know how many men would not have a penis?
Would walk funny from being kicked in the balls too much?

If dreams came true...
Do you know how many bad presidents, or man-stealing women would be gone?

If dreams came true...
Half the human population would be dead, or enslaved....

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<a name="#forty nine"> Things just don't seem right... </a>

Things just don't seem right
In a world I can't describe
It use to be so peaceful
But now I need a place to hide

Dear God don't let me die here
That's the last thing that I need
The monster's on it's way
It's time for him to feed

Dear God don't let him get me
Please no, not again
An explanation is hard to give
I don't know where to begin

No one understands yet
Why my soul is broken
I don't know what to say
For years I have not spoken

Things just don't seem right
In a world I can't describe
It use to be so peaceful
But now I need a place to die

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<a name="#fifty"> A person I am not... </a>

Pretty as a picture
But I couldn't really care
Nothing worse in life
Than wasting what you spare

No one understands me
Or why I cut my skin
No one understands
How my patience wears so thin

Come a little closer
Take a closer look
Answer a few questions
You possibly mistook

Everybody thinks
I'm normal without a flaw
A person I am not
A person about to fall

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Post by His Barbie Doll » Fri Jul 16, 2004 10:33 pm

Oh thank you so, so, so, so much Pops!!! I really appreciate it! I haven't updated my archive in months! Heck, I haven't even really looked at it actually!

Thanks again!

Bye bye,
Me... Barbie D...
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Post by LadySaturn » Sat Jul 17, 2004 1:22 am

Pops is the lifesaver.. heh heh heh.. by the way, I still need the "I kicked a Westie's butt" barbie still.. for my collection.. heh heh heh :mrgreen: oooh I also need the black barbie porsche with spinning wheels too.. :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

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To Your greatness I will succumb...

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Post by heinzs » Sat Apr 21, 2007 4:48 pm

alphabetizing
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Re: The Barbie Collection

Post by sandman2 » Mon Mar 03, 2008 9:23 pm

WTF
bbd
this whole place is crazy
been gone for 16 months
and the fuckin place is redesigned!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
W> T> F>

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Re: The Barbie Collection

Post by His Barbie Doll » Mon Mar 03, 2008 9:41 pm

Yup... sh*t happens! :lol: :hello: lol
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Re: The Barbie Collection

Post by atmarajan » Tue Mar 11, 2008 10:28 pm

Hi,
Thanks for asking me to have a look at your Barbie Collection. :thewave:

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Re: The Barbie Collection

Post by Duchess » Fri Mar 14, 2008 6:24 am

Sandman, I feel your pain...lol...

To HBD, nice archive sis!!!!!
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Re: The Barbie Collection

Post by heinzs » Fri Mar 14, 2008 5:14 pm

We can build an index sometime. There's a new way to do that. Remind me to look it up for you.

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