Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Century Bob Punching Bag Dummy

this fucking tear

this fucking tear
causes fear
draws me near
makes it clear
that i will fail
go to jail
prison of mine
where i'm fine
but also alone
it's hard as stone
and cold as ice
but also nice
and hot like fire
this i admire
it's not yet
what you'd expect
it has to change
its unordered range
before you come
i'll have it done
hear me, damn
a psycho i am
another maniac is
what i really miss
a man who knows
'bout battles and foes
who understands
my lonely lands
my fantasy
the dreams of me
my pain inside
fears that guide
and lead me on
will soon be gone
Sun nevermind
one of my kind
we're all the same
in earthly
game we will get lost at any cost

we have no chance for one last dance

not one last smile
they closed the file
of our life we can not survive
.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Ho Oh Basic Pokemon Holographic Card Price

Come with me

This is the story of a fairy queen. Not everyone sees this story in this poem, but oh well ... the poem is perhaps purely poetic not that great ... but it's more about the idea of it ... the abstract of what the poem and tries to draw ... oh well .... I have already written a while ago :-)


Like a fire it received the sparkle of her eye
water as she was surrounded by her robe wrapped in
tränerne beads
they seemed to say "Come with me into a beautiful country!"

delicate hands held it against him
and a smile on her face
but something seemed to tell her
"Darling, please do not do that!"

As a warning it came to mind
yet how this figure was fine
she smiled gently and looked at him
and he gave himself into their power.

quietly abducted him in another world
he was charmed, and in its spell
but he soon realized her true form
and desperate now working.

had not once a voice warned
was not them it was too late
first time he had realized too late
read in their eyes.

He knew now, she herself did not want it
but what helped him now that knowledge?
He could not be angry
but the spell was now broken.

empty and lonely, was now the world
in which they had taken him
the end and the last time
have met her.

In silent mourning the demise
close the two went around
a final tear that spoke words of farewell,
they saw no more.

Monday, December 17, 2007

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well well ....

after we write CT tomorrow and have a little bit and I herumgekrist now finally have the necessary script, I decided that now was the right time for a new post ... by the way I like to take this Gege superiority over my head and I deplore, which in turn itself is also raised instead of just thinking, namely what to know ... And if he does not want, he should memorize your comfortable but a few basic things simple ... It can not be that hard ... or? He manages so well to remember meaningless ... But what he should ... well, since he refuses to ... maybe he had too much use of computers and now means to be able to afford just such nasty with me, as do those it ... well ... but that I lie probably wrong because if I remember correctly, but this is not so sure, because my head is also a trick could allow ...., now that the meanness were dealing with before the computers like to do and see ... not from me but from that part that thinks he can afford it ... the means determined to be able to think and to act against the rest of the will, which means it can be common as well .... It is not a mean thing if one's head against being denied? What would have if all the heads together to conspire against their carrier would .... alas, a magnificent spectacle would see ... but only for our heads, which would probably allow the to keep the beautiful things for yourself and see us suffer ... which now offers a solution here? how could we break up the plot like defeat the heads? Do not start any with yourself? make your own head first harmless .... yes, that would be a way ... but how? It would be good to separate all the heads so that they no longer do the rest of the body subject to export their ideas and ... Now truly, because there would be more peace in the world ... but the heads would still not make common cause? I think they would ... but I can be sure whether I think that? Do not think my head but it? Can he tell me do not you think? In thinking about thinking and doing what you intend to head with the thought and the thought, it would probably be ruined so many ... Be that as it may .... you can defend yourself against thought perhaps? now ... some people it houses can be manufactured long or suppress only ... some heads are weak and do not resist very much ... yes, everybody has already managed to do without thinking ... and yet they are not celebrated as heroes of specific acts ... art is not appreciated and instead are others whose heads are too strong, their thoughts and thinking are too pronounced, then left to the pain, further and further tormented by the thought have to those heroes who have that defeated the thinking ... but it is the case not so many that thought voluntarily left someone? Are not those who are happy ... even without thinking or perhaps because of?
So now this is dedicated to those who must bear the thought ... have the second and third thoughts and pay attention to them because they know that it is usually the better part ... because otherwise the head would rise up against one? So now some are thinking and get delivered as the suffering hero progress and goods, those who seek happiness and eat, but those from the head, which, as I forgot to mention is often allied with the understanding, can still be determined who care, they think ... these poor .... let us lament this!!

:-) well well ... whatever else arises when one presses the right computer science :-)

flying-dagger

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Latest On Brian And Andrew A Place In Greece

tears of loneliness

The soft feet are just
on gray stone wet lap,
the legs are gently wafted
white dress and with no time
a dream by this image,
a dream that is only in dreams,
by the cry not tears,
a silent cry though, icy light,
coldness of heart permeates her being,
in tears, pearls can read,
as they sadness weaved
and in their every heartbeat live
the grief despair again,
lets tears, screaming their course,
now is here to rock edge
stares into the abyss completely banned
looks and infinite blackness,
is in silence there, took courage,
takes a step, not looking back,
takes everything, no last look
and a tear that falls still
still RECOURSE and this tells
a tear that passes
and but above all stands
a tear that is silent but
and in their silence now, but shows that broke
still mourning her, that
She followed that spoke of death to her,
that what has broken it
and they moved has to act
crept not only suddenly has
but every word you said its part did to
your ignorance
finished her dance,
on the day when they lost your love
death has auserkorn them to mate,
is now here for no reason,
this case sealed the covenant
in his chambers with her death,
a delicate white from black and red is
the colors of death surrounded
her legacy live on only through her tears, otherwise it is
been with you already past,
never, not full of sadness,
not worth to remember them at this time,
only their tears, which remains in solitude.
The death of her will be a better seems companion,
in melancholy, not only pain but
is it is accompanied
and you, like you, sadness, prepare
she dances in beauty to the dance of death
in tender love and elegance,
death does a hard song to
and takes her hand and she smiles at him.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Retroperitoneal Adenopathies

no chance

here writing another school, it emerged today in Wirtschafstlehre. Oh Inf was quite ok :-)


this fucking tear
causes fear
draws me near
makes it clear that i will fail

go to jail
prison of mine
where i'm fine
but also alone
it's hard as stone
and cold as ice
but also nice
and hot like fire
and this i admire
it's not yet
what you'd expect
it has to change
its unordered range
before you come
i'll have it done
hear me, damn
a psycho i am
another maniac is
what i really miss
a man who knows
'bout battles and foes
who understands
my lonely lands
my fantasy
the dreams of me
my pain inside
fears that guide
and lead me on
will soon be gone
so never mind
one of my kind
we're all the same
in earthly game
we will get lost at any cost

we have no chance for one last dance

not one last smile
they closed the file
of our life
we can not survive.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Wish You Well David Baldacci Chapter By Chapter

sir belardin avarchillion

this is here primarily to avarchillion ... I love him and wish him well say this is hereby proclaim publicly :-) though he is already a known fact :-)... but oh well .... no matter ...
here are done so in the form of a poem that he may already know, but oh well ... It may be mentioned here yet again. It is also this is a school writing

:-) I do love you as I never loved before

and whatever we want there will come
stand forever more.
May our love be blessed by God
may it last forever
may the one that brought us here
let us be together.
And I do love you
as I never loved before.

sin-din Belar, avarchillion, din sir Adara Adara belarieae ù sin-sin you Tarí Taria
-dir intarí belaraeo ù heraan you, iin-Belar sin, iin-Adara Tarí!
din sir intarí baanethel ù tarínethel sir, sin-sin-dir Belar din ù Adara Taria baan.

eleaie sir belardin avarchillion
Tarí

so has been regarded here avarchillion in the first place, he will understand. I love him. :-) No, who's would have thought? 8-0 (sometimes you have :-) I may be there are people who understand's :-) oh well ...)

flying-dagger

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Example Brazilian Wax

ARGGGGHHHHHHHSSSSS .... (-> Not a poem)

this here is not a poem! and it might not seem so ... I just need somewhere .... WHATEVER .... well ... no matter ... you'd think that would be tomorrow's computer science exam on areas of OOA etc. reason that I just turn the wheel ... but my logical thinking (although I am sure the same can no longer be able to be) leads me to conclude that it can not be ... because we all know can not not be what may ... well ... although it really should not be so deadly, blowing me a terrible anxiety around and spend your entire day ... I could ... Oh, I could explode implode on the spot or even because I am still undecided and I could only reflect on the despair ..... or the thought of other mundane things ... Well what the heck .... I have the feeling that I run around like crazy at the very beginning and run into walls, etc. just because it is unbearable ... and the fact none of the other known proportions is imminent if Inf ... well ... I have not really learned much, but that's not necessarily what one can save in this exam .... and that we write next day story and I really have nothing on it I learned and I just forget it all the same and I just really do not care, I'm also still can do not really responsible for my anxiety ... well ... and therefore I have now something to do when I already do not know the reason to eliminate them then do something against their intrusive presence ... well ... I would prefer to let off steam somewhere, but I can not think of anything that I do not fall even more in the incipient madness, which I am approaching grade would ..... well ... what the heck .... best is not sure that this is here ... if I did not immediately delete it, because it primarily was a matter that I'm somewhere otherwise shared busy .... well ...
oh yes ... I like the way Edgar Allen Poe, he writes simply brilliant ... and Hoffmann, at least what I've read about him ... and also a few works Bergengruensche I like good .... and you ask please do not feel like I now coming out at once ... I feel somewhere bubble madness in me and I'll try him only to have to break out, when I no longer sit at the keyboard ... otherwise, unfortunately entfleuchen my poor computer after it had to die of thirst ... well ... no matter ... and whoever reads this here also, he can safely ignore it, knowing that it really should not even be posted, but only one way of doing something somewhere and try not disengage and something (like my mirror, which occurs already plugged in and has now put on one, or to three, is something maltreating) to destroy ... anyway ... just forget about me ... and my moods ... dance

flying-dagger

Camillus Mark 2 Knife

spark of love

spark of love in the heart
bring parts of my pain
idea you've ever felt unfulfilled dreams?
-they have just chilled my heart.

spark of love can be suffocating,
the network is the idea more closely knit,
dreams burst like beads of rain
and my love is far inferior.

smoldering spark of love one last time and let the hated
the course
Have you ever felt this pain? Has your love
also led astray?

sparks of love will be extinguished, all the destructive
takes the place,
all hope has fallen, but I'm
drowned in love.