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08-20-2003, 04:23 PM
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|  Songs- Poems Im just starting this as an archive of all this music I have written and Never do anything with it. I am more of a poet but enjoy making a guitar riff and making some music. So this thread if for me to remember my music. I write so much in my head but never put it down on paper And everything I have put on paper has been destroyed by me or ex girlfriends or just moving to much. So here is goes. This is just for my use. But if you have a positive comment. It is welcome...  |
 
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08-20-2003, 04:27 PM
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| UH... heh.
__________________ Now, there are four states of being in the cannabis, or Marijuana, society: Cool, Groovy, Hip, and Square. The square is seldom if ever cool. He is not "with it," that is, he doesn't know "what's happening." But if he manages to figure it out, he moves up a notch to "hip." And if he can bring himself to approve of what is happening, he becomes "groovy." After that, with much luck and perseverance, he can rise to the rank of "cool." A cool guy... cool guy... cool guy... |
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08-20-2003, 04:37 PM
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| Don't Take My hand By Firstimer Why did you leave me lonely and perished, How can you see me, hollow and cherished, When do we go and free our souls, How do we learn to take control, When do we just let go, Inevitable we just sit here with great big holes, Not Knowing what's to come, Not knowing Where you are, Why is everything so black in here, All I can see is the Pain in your heart..... And the Desiese in your head, So selfish to think you would shed a tear, But you look at me and turn your head, You saw me with no regret. You took this innocent child, Made him do something that wouldn't make him smile, Who are you to take control, Did it make you feel good, Did it go inside, and realize the Hate you brought IN ME>>>>>>> Why did you tell me lies and synchronize the truth,,, To what you wanted it to be, I wish I had a Noose, I'd set your horrible soul free.... Made that up on the spot. ohhh that felt good. |
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08-20-2003, 05:59 PM
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|  COOL This is a cool idea firstimer. That was heavy. Most of the songs I've written have been about being screwed over by b****es as well.....so mine aren't much happier man. 
__________________ "The only thing necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing."--Edmund Burke (IT IS OBSCENE TO DESTROY THE FAMILIES AND LIVES OF PERSONAL USERS/GROWERS BY INCARCERATING THEM when cigs and alcohol are legal!) HYPOCRISY is a wonderful thing ain't it?! Hmmm...perhaps since LAWYERS make money from our stupid laws, and LAWYERS run the country...think there's a connection??? ======= 2ND GROW HISTORY IN PROGRESS || LAW ENFORCEMENT AGAINST PROHIBITION |
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08-20-2003, 08:42 PM
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| That wasn't about a women...  It was more or less about being abused as a child... |
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08-21-2003, 05:12 PM
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| I wake up in the morning, Pick up my gold Piece, I pack her full of green goodness, To put my Mind at ease, I get a little horny, we roll around in bed, We get up start our breakfast, We know just who we love, We go out take a Hike out there, And learn where not quite dead, Learn to Climb this mountain, You can learn Just how to fly, When you cruising threw the air, Don't forget Ill be right by yourside, With every spending moment, I know you'll be right there, Together we will Learn to cry, Let go with what's inside, What ever is infront of us we will not be denied, Powerless and control less, we will ride the spiral till the end. we just may go where know ones been. We've seen hell blacken and gray, time to let go of all that dismay, Growing together is such a dream come true, You have stolen my heart, And mended it with glue... Dedicated to my honey. Thanks for everything Baby... I love you... I will not show her this... I may sing this at our wedding on 4-20 of 2004... |
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09-02-2003, 09:40 AM
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| Every step of the road I take, I realize all the souls I take, Impression division, succumb deny, Sweet tears, heart shape, Intolerance and lies, Twisted, and Horrid, and Rented denied, So shallow, to narrow the barrel to fry, I open, inclined, we learn, and bind, always moping, Just choking, with time, We hide, True feelings, not healing, just wasting our prime, So noble, so thought full, Yet tasteful and divine, Spinning is just letting go, Getting so dizzy we just Just don't know, Just like you I feel this pain, Just like you we are the same, Don't let it get you, don't let it bring you down. Just Spin....... JUST SPIN!!!!! Don't let it take control. Let it all go. Within.... To be continued |
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09-12-2003, 02:54 AM
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| ok time for some good old fashioned blazed poem writing, here goes nothing..... I heard them off in the distance, Up in space, an orchestra of horns, Their masters played the primordial tune perfectly, A sound full of unchallenged grace, And echoes of agelessness, A fascinating piece, Oh hornblowers, older than the hills and stars, Your roots have no ground in which to lay themselves, For no ground is ancient enough to bear them, Even the wise trees and sages from the beginning of time are brought to their knees, By the unreal reality of your vivid manifestations and im spent......
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10-21-2003, 05:27 PM
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| ACYL-I like that its good. FT- I dont like your first one - no reflection on your talent -reflection on subject matter -these people should be humanely put down out of their misery, and to prevent them spreading thier misery as they do- dunno how your respondent was confused about the subject material - guess people just dont see the plainly obvious if they dont want to see it. good metaphor for society attitude to the whole subject really - ignore it and its just like its not there- which is why its still such a huge problem. well i dont believe in capital punishment as a general rule, but i dont think of killing people like that as murder because they have refused their humanity. happier times now congratulations on yr engagement i like that poem/song much better.
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