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 Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 10:26 am
Walter dug his mind a hole
Buried it in sterile soil
Never thinks before he prays
Live his life in pitied ways
"Walter, dear, why can't you see
Beyond your dull theology?"
Ignorance, it comes in mounds
Kings of kings don't wear their crowns
Intellect, it drives him mad
He sinks in thoughts he never had
"Walter, dear, don't ever please
Live your life on bended knees!"
And I plan on adding more as I come up with them. 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 7:18 pm
HOLY s**t, I LOVE IT. eek seriously, i am blown away. the imagery is fantastic. keep writing, friend. message me whenever, we can share some work ^^
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 12:48 pm
Shoushitsu HOLY s**t, I LOVE IT. eek seriously, i am blown away. the imagery is fantastic. keep writing, friend. message me whenever, we can share some work ^^ aw shucks. redface well, this one's kind of old. i wrote it when i was a freshman in high school. i shall show you some new stuff. surprised Why, kitchen sink, why? Why did he have to die? Why, why, why?" Said the child standing over the body of his dear old dad who just drank the last drop of water he ever had. And the boy continued "Why, why, why? Why did you let him die? I'm sorry , kitchen sink, I don't mean to pry, But I'd like it if you told me why you let him die."
The kitchen sink looked the boy straight in the eye. While his handles were wet, his conscience was dry. He told the boy,
"I'll tell you why, since you pry. I was sick and tired of him using my innards to fill his kettles and jars, so I took out my innards and replaced them with tar, though I never intended to take it this far."
The Boy was not satisfied, so he let out a frustrated sigh and he yet again asked the kitchen sink "Why, why, why? Why did he have to die?"
The kitchen sink responded, though his patience was deteriorating by and by,
"I'll tell you why, since you sigh. I was sick and tired of him pouring my innards over his boils, so I took out my innards and replaced them with oil, though I never intended to make his body coil."
The Boy took out a handkerchief and into it he cried "But why? Why did you let him die? Again, I mean not to pry, but why did you let him die?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 5:21 pm
mind sufficiently blown
ur stuff is really really mesmerizing and twisty. rare and fantastic. eek
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