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Wednesday 08 April 2009 - 22:45:07
That was the plan, to make people think the word was "love". I'm glad it worked.

Sunday 12 April 2009 - 20:00:14
Great!
 
Impressive ! 0

Sunday 12 April 2009 - 20:05:21
Thanks.

Sunday 12 April 2009 - 22:47:11
No, i wont get sad.........i wont!........
 
 
Another poem right from the heart.........i can almost feel the pain...

Sunday 12 April 2009 - 22:52:02
That poem nearly broke my Heart to write, but not as much as what it's about.

Monday 13 April 2009 - 12:14:08
             Dear fucker...

You are my fucking friend,
And I hope u know that's fucking true.
No matter what the fuck happens,
I will fucking be there for u,
Whenever the fuck you need me.
To lend you a fucking hand,
To do a fucking good deed,
So just fucking call on me,
Whenever the fuck u need anything.
Fuck... I will always be there,
Even the bitter fucking end.
Forward this promise to al ur fucking friend to
show ur fucking friendship and watch who sends
it the fuck back to you...


listen to me do it for real.......


Monday 13 April 2009 - 19:28:02
I had this school project on stalactites and stalagmites and had to do smth artistic on them. Here's what came out in the middle of the night, which apparently NoNe of my classmates understood:The Scarlet Gardens

Spread through,
deep Down the Earth,
east west south and north
There are secret Scarlet gardens
which have made their way through the years.
They are made of tears, 
flesh and spirit of mother nature
They shall be the edge of Darkness,
they are Gaia’s creatures.
Home of mankind once they were, 
then forgotten, left Forlorn
In Silence they remain, 
don’t fear, they feel no Pain
Need no light to be, 
their beauty not anyone can see, 
but if you love obscurity 
they’ll show you the might of being free!




Monday 13 April 2009 - 19:51:05

citation :
Agnostica says : I had this school project on stalactites and stalagmites and had to do smth artistic on them. Here's what came out in the middle of the night, which apparently NoNe of my classmates understood:The Scarlet Gardens

Spread through,
deep Down the Earth,
east west south and north
There are secret Scarlet gardens
which have made their way through the years.
They are made of tears, 
flesh and spirit of mother nature
They shall be the edge of Darkness,
they are Gaia’s creatures.
Home of mankind once they were, 
then forgotten, left Forlorn
In Silence they remain, 
don’t fear, they feel no Pain
Need no light to be, 
their beauty not anyone can see, 
but if you love obscurity 
they’ll show you the might of being free!



 
Nice! 0

Monday 13 April 2009 - 20:20:22
Thank you! But haven't seen anything from you yet....

Monday 13 April 2009 - 20:22:09
I was writing poems but only in Greek....and not anymore, sadly...