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I have no dreams of being a millionaire. I have taken many steps to get here. Looking out across at your vast empire. Then I make my own way down to help others climb up higher.
Remember when we were kids. Do you remember running around, laughing and playing without a care in the world.
Romance is definitely dead you know.. Whatever happened to love letters. Or the 'my friend fancies you'. Or the flower bearing person asking you on a date. Or even the date for that matter.
Tramp on the side of the road held up a sign. "I'm in pieces but will find peace in time". I pulled over and spoke with this man. He said he was ok and had a secret plan.
Can't afford to buy a car. Can't afford to drive it. My current expenditures already through the roof.
What do you see when you look at me, What do you see but a disability. Why do you laugh when you see my face, Why do you laugh it's such a disgrace.
Inspired by @peacekeeper piece titled "Media" Who's real and what's fake. Who's to blame for mans fate. Are you aware it's not too late. Believing in a world free from hate.
Suddenly my life revolves around waiting...waiting for months and years...have I done something horrible. Have I hurt anyone.
Its been raining cats and dogs. Its raining bats and frogs. Tommorows gonna pour rats and hogs. Upside down is right side up. Pure men preaching; theyre corrupt. Th silent ones interrupt.
PETS We are very selective when choosing pets. The standard of course is a Dog. Other options are cats, parrots, hamsters, mice/mouses and fish.
~A sonnet I wrote in December 2011; for school~ BMW's have ugly grille plates; I want to smash them all with a crow-bar; People who drive them are the ones I hate, BMW are horrible cars, Though...
He was Bob Bones; thats a Mr.
Living lively in the gutter Track suits, placcy bags, Lives full of clutter, Of daytime TV, Fake-gold jewellery, Teenage Mothers, Cig in one hand, Baby in the other, Of drinking, drinking,...
They say love is blind but hate is blinding. You speak of what you forgot with no need of reminding. Me of what I lost on a road so winding. In the dark hate is all Im finding.
They taught me one side of a two sided story. Left out the parts they thought were gory. Just used whatever showed thier glory. Like keeping gold hidden in a quarry. Ignorance takes over my mind.
With immediate affect, all new Oppussians will be welcomed to our fair isle as follows. On signup.
When people tell me they're unique, I Immediately think they're the same As everyone else that tries to hard. As if uniqueness is a level game. It's not a game with levels, It's not a game at all.
#household. The 'Bowl', or style of walking. Applies to everyone. Matching 'bowling' to its owner. Can be a lot of fun. My favourite is the 'fruit bowl'. Not too hard to spot.
1. RESERVED PARKING SPACES - Parent and Child Parking. Is there an age limit. I don't drive but my Dad does, I am 26, he is 50 year old. - Disabled Parking. Any restrictions on disability?.
Big houses, fast cars and all these delights. Are now a necessity in some people's lives. I want it less grand. And more down to earth. I actually have a demand. For a more relaxing pace.
(jokingly said, because yeah when your going through something painful it does feel like your the only one in the whole world who is going through it) That moment when someone says no one...
I see the lifeless eyes; the bloodied face. I see the spent lives and the sulfur trace. The cards are dealt without an ace. And only now weve entered a race. Towards death; towards a tortured time.
Reduce, re-use, recycle, We hear it all the time, Though has anybody ever thought to give it piece of mind.
The screaming crazy lady Died on a dirty street. Homeless and abandoned. In search of her retreat. No one cared for her, No one thought to bother, Until she was killed by An ill fated attacker.