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billy_2004
Posted:
January 27, 2004 12:13AM
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edited January 2014
Pherhaps it is the way my coffee mug drips from the celeing of my mind.
drip down and fall apon my fish carved hands
anvil paws medicate my mothers faults
show me sanity in the glowing embers
burn me gently in the dead of the day
today
just go away
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wrong robot
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January 27, 2004 12:14AM
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Originally posted by billy_2004
just go away today
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pfflam
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January 27, 2004 12:16AM
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Originally posted by billy_2004
your unlucky thirteenth post . . . .
maybe it will be better next time
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drewprops
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January 27, 2004 12:25AM
the hated throes of slumber's absence
drive my pointed jabbing fingers
into darkest frenzy
warning of a time when moderators
shall come bearing
locks
and herald I the gleeful cry
before the lock is done I was here
I was here
I was in
in
before
the lock
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billy_2004
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January 27, 2004 12:38AM
no no no. no locking. this is a thread for self expression. poetry!
an altairs hands
doth feed the mouths of hungry sodimms
thy mothers with the silicon boards
basking in an emblem apple
cooling vents do prosper free
spin with glory, power for thee
give a silence wence thee off
the power switch is all but soft
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murbot
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January 27, 2004 1:16AM
there was the day
I went away
because all my threads
were friggin gay
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Originally posted by billy_2004
just go away today
Originally posted by billy_2004
your unlucky thirteenth post . . . .
maybe it will be better next time
drive my pointed jabbing fingers
into darkest frenzy
warning of a time when moderators
shall come bearing
locks
and herald I the gleeful cry
before the lock is done I was here
I was here
I was in
in
before
the lock
an altairs hands
doth feed the mouths of hungry sodimms
thy mothers with the silicon boards
basking in an emblem apple
cooling vents do prosper free
spin with glory, power for thee
give a silence wence thee off
the power switch is all but soft
I went away
because all my threads
were friggin gay