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#Myth This is the story of a young girl, Who fell in love with a man who became her world. She didn't have the words to describe how she felt. But she knew deep inside that he made her heart melt.
Late for work this morning. But I don't really care. When I'm driving through Alaska. Instead of what's normally there. Snow devils swirling upwards. Whipped by wind, land on my face.
(I found this song on the internet. Hope u like it) It's happening more and more each day These drugs making my friends crazy I'm laying it down... Don't bring it around...
#sundayrepost Glen's had a few to many, when he sees her at the bar, 30 stone of women, you could see her coming from afar, but when Glen's pissed, his standards seem to drop, just like on this...
#fillintheblank There once was a man named Jack. Jack really loved to leave the toilet seat up.
Please, take these wings, They're broken and lost, I rose and I fell, Now I suffer the cost. Take them and use them, Burn them or keep, Do not fly so close, though, That price is too steep.
#outoftheblue. See a penny, pick it up. A tale passed down from yore. So he bent to take the coin. From its place upon the floor. Glinting in the sunlight. It seemed to call his name.
This muggie little druggie (I could tell because his movement were very sluggie) Just moved in next door. The needles were scattered all over the floor.
Rude word warning. Have you never heard the saying to save your little bot. If you step in & get the red sock the water is too hot.
This is one that I wrote in honor of my youngest brother and the many times he's been in trouble. My mother told me "Child, you must come in and go to bed.
Hey little lady You'd better watch your heart You might feel like a daisy But that's only the start He might call you baby But you will end up on the floor He will call you daily But he will never...
The owl and the pussycat went to sea. In a knackered old wooden boat. They hadn't sailed more than a yard offshore. When sea water splashed her fur coat. 'All I wanted', she complained to the owl.
Ruby red painted lips. Like the dress that hugs her hips. Getting out at the end of the day. Letting her control go away. A face painted with makeup. As thought she couldn't get enough.
There was a boy Named Jame Roy Was a pain Drove people insane Decided to have fun Decent was none Ran up a hill Stood quite still Yelled in despair "Help.
~Not mine~ [7.
~Not mine~ [4. The Hook] A teenage boy drove his date to a dark and deserted Lovers' Lane for a make-out session.
Lips painted red, Hair fixed neatly on my head, Everyone dressed to impress, We're going to escape the stress, We are out to have fun tonight, We'll dance until morning light, I'll have a few...
The ring, That lay on the edge of the table The thing.
#bestreadwhendrunk (mildly amusing sexual content) Bed time comes late, For the people of the night, Sometimes it's fate, To be caught in their sight.
They say the darkest hour, is just before the dawn, When all the land is quite, when all the light is gone.
The current guides her Through the waves, She makes her home In underwater caves. Her beauty unmatched, Her red hair flows, With the sun on her tail, Her scales glow.
This is my most recent poem and arose as a result of a discussion with my family about the danger's of inaction A wise man went unto a witch, his fortune to be told He hoped to see his future days...
Anticipated the crash but kept on drinking My body can take it my minds not thinking Pumped full of drugs and on the level It's time for that slow dance with the devil Everything's hazy the lights...
Kat the Squirrel, so she was known, Was a funny little squirrel who lived with her mom, And everyday, before she went out, She'd say: "Stay right here and don't daddle about!" And poor poor Kat...