| Don't you just want to get deep sometimes? Just get in touch with your heart, and let out some emotions Maybe squint a little, and stare longingly into the distance at nothing in particular, whilst reciting Taylor Swift lyrics in your head Or maybe you just really, really like pizza and want to shed a few tears in it's honour. That is why being deep is important. Because people need to do faggy things sometimes or else it gets frustrating, withholding all your homosexual thoughts. I like to write poetry, my favourite kind is 1 minute improvisation poetry. I set a minute timer and write what comes to my head. Here is one example: Am I a fool? I think therefore I am I sit alone at night and drink 'til four AM Pink to pure cyan, sink the floor right in Trick this poor white man Take a vacation, trip to tour Iran. This might be a shitty example, as I've written it blind drunk. |
 A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| Find me a cup of hope to chase my whiskey with Escape to my mind, it's a place I'm interesting I amuse a muse I find to glaze my lips on it Find contentment in myself by making differences I may sin, I may sing In a maze in a May spring It's amazing - I made zen It may sting As long as I keep my cup of whiskey, hope will chase me. |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| I grapple with the three headed tentacle beast of Ska'allrorg. I push hard and sling it into the pit of agonizing desair. Three orcs advance up behind me and I crush their skulls with a single blow. "Umac al rooc fal' entalalis mahurfen" It's the queen orc! This is my chance. I grab a bone spear, one of the traditional orcish weapons. I javelin it towards the queen orc. It connects with her right temple, and lodges itself into her bleeding disfigured head. "URAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH". Her hordes have spotted me. Must run. Must get out of here. They've surrounded me. No route of escape. Rocks are flying from every direction. I have no other option... I must use it. I kneel and concentrate my power, and I transform into a majestic griffin I whiney loud and proud as my beautiful feathered wings carry me away from their formations. When I return I am awarded a medal of honour by the griffin people. I make love to their many beautiful griffin women. All the griffin people love me and I am forever cherished as a griffin hero The end. |
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| I wrote a poem it's called "ode to O.J Simpson" Sing a song of Simpson a pocket full of knives The husbands of the village are all locking up their wives Cause he's stalking through the shadows Yes he's deadly when he hunts He'll stick his knives into your wives directly in their cunts |
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Bobby2Hands said: I wrote a poem it's called "ode to O.J Simpson" Sing a song of Simpson a pocket full of knives The husbands of the village are all locking up their wives Cause he's stalking through the shadows Yes he's deadly when he hunts He'll stick his knives into your wives directly in their cunts I weep for those poor wives. Bravo Bobby, Bravo. |
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| What if I told you there's a big machine in the sky? It's so big that it cannot be seen through the eye, but you can grab hold of it if you believe you can fly. Between you and I, it's a false ray of hope A quicker way to razor blade my pulsating throat Raise a blade to a whole shady oak To cover with a canopy the rotating globe In the beauty of the world, which of us are beautiful? Is it the rich that are consumable? Or perhaps it is a picture of a cubicle Confined, a scripture of a musical A mixture of the dutiful, perhaps a better question is Which of us are usable? |
psilencedMay 2, 2016 1:34 PM
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| A hopeless romantic buried underneath the sheet of ice Excavated by a deprivation of love that keeps me alive I'm desperate for a breath of ether conjured by conceit and lies Addiction consuming me until I meet my complete demise She's so nice, her innocence is obvious My heart radiates with taste of sweetness on her lips Secrets leak between the cracks to the speechless audience Before I make a dash with the withered feet I saunter with The labyrinth of colours and imagery is hard to comprehend An alchemy of emotion pumped through my heart into my pen To cover the trail of heartbreak brought by the charms I overspend Until I'm neck deep in the whiskey and the karma once again. |
psilencedMay 2, 2016 10:15 AM
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| I never claimed to anything other than a simple grain of sand What's the point of being anything else in this fickle plague of land? Once I had dreams, but there's been a little change of plans The sand became clear when I absolved the riddle made of glass Life itself is nothing but an artificial construct And I'll sooner bite the bullet than follow your article of conduct Writing is my freak-show and it's hard to think of songs but I follow all my instincts to the carnival of longed love |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| It's a tragic fact of life that mass-appeal is so toxic Greatness isn't measured by the deal in your pocket It isn't relevant to your "friends" on social media Or the quality of falsities you spend on so called "freedom", hun You don't need the masses to tell you that you're beautiful Beauty is only beauty when it doesn't need to be provable The first step to beauty is to be your-fucking-self Put down your fucking camera and see you're nothing else - Just be you. |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| I sing the lullaby of condescending eyes as I drift into a dreamland Writing rhymes with my right while I magician with my freehand Crooked voices resonating that I listen to their demands I'm living for my freedom, while you're living for a meaning You're tripping for a reason, you don't need validation A stamp of approval won't deem you validated. |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| What thoughts rush through your mind when you see a smile on someone’s face? Is it that of resent? Do you resent those who smile in the wake of destruction? Perhaps you wonder what it means to ignore the collapsing debris engulfing your world, and simply crack a smile in it’s dominating leer. Do you believe it’s fake? Do you think those who smile when the screams are all you can hear are merely feigning joy? Or perhaps you believe it’s a smile of ignorance, subconsciously wilful. A weak-minded fool whose conscience is too self-absorbed, it cannot hold the weight of the truth. So it automatically hides the truth as a default mechanism of your own ugly ego. Do you believe these humans wish to protect their pathetically artificial smile, because it’s all that sedates them from the reality of their meaningless existence? Forget all these questions. I only have one for you. How does one live outside the realm of ignorance, and not feel like a corpse inside? Answer me this. |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| He donned the mask of self-resent and played the wily charlatan His somber harp of helplessness can't wane the icy scars on him He played his tune of SOS in the guise of faux confidence They came and saw his desperateness and realised it's so obvious He'd push and try to shove them out He'd build a rainbow to cover the weeping ocean He held his chin above the clouds But it was clear to them he was weak and lonely Little did he know what comes up must come down But they were there to keep him cozy. |
A pair of eyes appear disguised, ask for discord serverI take flight and stay high in paradise, With bad luck, snake eyes, a pair of dice. I'm paralyzed, she speaks twice, a pair of lies, It's parallel, apparent hell of parasites. |
| Deepthroat where? |
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