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Principia Discordia => Literate Chaotic => Topic started by: Zurtok Khan on December 16, 2004, 08:08:39 AM

Title: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Zurtok Khan on December 16, 2004, 08:08:39 AM
Rip away the pain
give it me
it's all the same
learn to live in fear
of your prescence
when it's not near

The message I can hear is clear
your the one I should be near
limited by only what I can feel
got to give my life some strife

Roll on with me
to the ending
of this aristocracy
relive the pain
learn to make the rain
go away

Process your mind
through the blender
it's your time
to surrender
to every type
of titilation and fabrication
learned in the same
way as every
kind of shame

Pretend to be
everything that I could seem
to find in any sign of size
succor me
in the dark
I'll find the key
learn to be the one I can't see
who knows what I could be
but everyone says you're the
same when I'm alone or in pain

Celebrate the magical march
of the clock
as it circles
it's locked into monotony
lost by round and unfortunate
stone-like beurocracy.

Simplex Z virus's
give way to the key
as we loose our way
to the back of the
sign that gave us the time
and so it's lost
this time,
and so it flys away.
to show man what
could have been.
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞ on September 21, 2006, 11:17:29 PM
Edited for the Beardman Meow.
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Pæs on December 24, 2011, 10:32:41 AM
Quote from: Zurtok Khan on December 16, 2004, 08:08:39 AM
Rip away the pain
give it me
it's all the same
learn to live in fear
of your prescence
when it's not near

The message I can hear is clear
your the one I should be near
limited by only what I can feel
got to give my life some strife

Roll on with me
to the ending
of this aristocracy
relive the pain
learn to make the rain
go away

Process your mind
through the blender
it's your time
to surrender
to every type
of titilation and fabrication
learned in the same
way as every
kind of shame

Pretend to be
everything that I could seem
to find in any sign of size
succor me
in the dark
I'll find the key
learn to be the one I can't see
who knows what I could be
but everyone says you're the
same when I'm alone or in pain

Celebrate the magical march
of the clock
as it circles
it's locked into monotony
lost by round and unfortunate
stone-like beurocracy.

Simplex Z virus's
give way to the key
as we loose our way
to the back of the
sign that gave us the time
and so it's lost
this time,
and so it flys away.
to show man what
could have been.
Rejack. This thread had potential.
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Triple Zero on December 24, 2011, 11:08:57 AM
Wow, a classic HIMEOBS image wall. I thought we cleaned em all up.
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: ñͤͣ̄ͦ̌̑͗͊͛͂͗ ̸̨̨̣̺̼̣̜͙͈͕̮̊̈́̈͂͛̽͊ͭ̓͆ͅé ̰̓̓́ͯ́́͞ on December 25, 2011, 01:29:40 AM
Quote from: Triple Zero on December 24, 2011, 11:08:57 AM
Wow, a classic HIMEOBS image wall. I thought we cleaned em all up.

:asshat:
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Pæs on December 25, 2011, 10:46:58 PM
Quote from: Net on September 21, 2006, 11:17:29 PM
Edited for the Beardman Meow.
Aw, I liked the image wall.
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Richard Tejeda on May 06, 2013, 01:41:57 PM
A cook and possibly a tutor for the kids as their personal property. Oh, and that the legions should go on fighting barbarians who might want to take those things away.    himeobs blog (http://www.himeobs.org/)
Title: Re: Rip away the pain (Poem)
Post by: Mesozoic Mister Nigel on May 06, 2013, 02:37:41 PM
What?