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Old 08-02-2004, 08:02 PM   #211
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Somebody asked me if I knew what I was in my past life,
I answered, "A cowboy or a poet"
I didn't realize how ridiculous that sounded til later that night
Ridiculous in the sense that both represent romantic illusions that involve wandering and philosophy
I long for a sense of purpose
I feel like I'm just killing time
Til I feel something real
It's 3 am on 25th and 3rd Avenue
The Clash are on the radio
And once again I'm lost
Low lit room with smokes and rosary beads
I don't remember how to pray
I don't remember how to love
I can be witty and hold my liquor
I can drink whiskey til dawn
And love a woman til the stars burn
I cling to drinking, fucking, because the thought of being alone with my demons and doubts terrifies me
I'm too tired to walk in tot the sea
but I'd run into towers of fire
Lost my bearings when you left me
And once again I'm lost......


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Old 08-02-2004, 08:07 PM   #212
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Wednesday July 27, 2004 2:15 am

Had a nightmare last night
I tossed in my bed and heard the wooden base creak
I awoke facing darkness
I have never been so afraid
I turned to turn on the light
I couldn't find it
Fumbling and clawing through the darkness
Futility
Lovelorn
Playing hard to get with God rests on my weary shoulders
I've never felt so fucking alone
And I'm okay with that
What does that mean?


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Old 08-02-2004, 08:12 PM   #213
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City lights and city blues
Little girls, pills and booze
Pick me up some cigarettes
Yeah, I'll never pay you back
Shit clubs and crap singers
Hey that's my kinda rock and roll
Lou Reed singing Bobby Darin
Take another shot, no lime no salt
Yeah, it's starting to sound better to me too
Sweaty lusty embraces in the bathroom
She tastes like tequila to me
Would her boyfriend agree?
I pretend the cracks in the ceiling are stars
As you kiss me on your knees
Hey that's my kinda rock and roll
City lights and city blues
None of it means a fucking thing
All I can think of is you.......


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Old 08-02-2004, 08:27 PM   #214
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Can't sleep again
Lonely and drunk and smoking my mind
Ya got blue eyes and british blues
I'm sorry I walked you home
I'm sorry I didnt' let you go
You'll be twenty-one in two
Somehow you've got everybody fooled
You kissed too many boys that night
I've been drinking ever since
You had sangria and I had a pint
We listened to Patti Smith and smoked a joint
She's singing about roses
And I feel like singing too
I wanna whisper the dirty bottle blues
I wanna taste you and sleep by your side
It's lonelier than usual in here
Got your ghost dancing on my bed
Feel like smoking in bed and passing out
Just to make sure you're the last thing I see before I burn.......


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Old 08-03-2004, 03:29 AM   #215
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Originally posted by EdgeVox
Sunday August 1st, 2004

City lights and city blues
Little girls, pills and booze
Pick me up some cigarettes
Yeah, I'll never pay you back
Shit clubs and crap singers
Hey that's my kinda rock and roll
Lou Reed singing Bobby Darin
Take another shot, no lime no salt
Yeah, it's starting to sound better to me too
Sweaty lusty embraces in the bathroom
She tastes like tequila to me
Would her boyfriend agree?
I pretend the cracks in the ceiling are stars
As you kiss me on your knees
Hey that's my kinda rock and roll
City lights and city blues
None of it means a fucking thing
All I can think of is you.......

oh my god.
i love this one so much.

I pretend the cracks in the ceiling are stars
As you kiss me on your knees


so much.


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Old 09-10-2004, 02:01 AM   #216
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How long, love
How long will it be til the stars fall from your eyes
How long til you fade from my glass menagerie
How long til you realize I'm the only one on your side
Darling, I can't tell you sweet nothings
I can't sugarcoat this fall
I'll fall with you
I'll die for you
I'll bleed for you
I love you so much
I can't untaint your past
But I'll bless your future
I miss you so much
I was never good enough
Sweet child, why was my word never good enough
I'll carry you til the stars fall....


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Old 09-14-2004, 01:33 PM   #217
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hey texas, does that say location: mexico?



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Old 10-01-2004, 02:47 PM   #218
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She just downed herself a drink
Gluttonous lovely pariah
Never said you loved yourself
Never said you'd try
Couldn't even listen
Couldn't even pray
Listening to the drunks spread their logic
To anyone who'd listen
Makes perfect sense to me

Your fingers are stained with nicotine and sex
Dropping your purse on purpose
To take another snort
Baby won't you please try
Wouldn't it be nice
Wouldn't it be nice
To live to drink til the skies burn
Baby won't you try...


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Old 10-07-2004, 12:23 PM   #219
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Suicide kings and tequila shots
Blowing kisses to no one in particular
Turn it up, I love this song
Lou Reed, David Allan Coe, and U2
I'm happiest when I'm a fool
I just met you
I love you
I've never loved anyone
Let's go to the ocean
I've got a bottle
You buy the smokes
Fuck the tab
I'll be here tomorrow night anyway
I'm sorry I called you the wrong name
I know I'm a bastard
Come with me anyway
One more drink, no?


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Old 10-20-2004, 12:00 AM   #220
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Sister ablaze
Mother torn asunder
Lover, we had no choice
Running into the storm
Seemed easier when I loved you
Now I'm not so sure
Wish us well
Out of control
Out of our hands
Out of my soul
Tell me my ruin
Tell me my all
Tell me my truth
Tell me my beloved,
Do you still trust me?..


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Old 10-22-2004, 03:35 AM   #221
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Reading these poetic verses, they are so Honest and Real they remind me of the lyrical depth and beauty of the Achtung Baby record. This is poetry so powerful and emotional it often moves me in the way that a song can. I don't believe I have ever experienced that before. To be slammed in the chest with just a simple reading of poetry...


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Old 10-22-2004, 03:46 AM   #222
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Quote:
Originally posted by EdgeVox
Tuesday July 27, 2004 3:30 am

Somebody asked me if I knew what I was in my past life,
I answered, "A cowboy or a poet"
I didn't realize how ridiculous that sounded til later that night
Ridiculous in the sense that both represent romantic illusions that involve wandering and philosophy
I long for a sense of purpose
I feel like I'm just killing time
Til I feel something real
It's 3 am on 25th and 3rd Avenue
The Clash are on the radio
And once again I'm lost
Low lit room with smokes and rosary beads
I don't remember how to pray
I don't remember how to love
I can be witty and hold my liquor
I can drink whiskey til dawn
And love a woman til the stars burn
I cling to drinking, fucking, because the thought of being alone with my demons and doubts terrifies me
I'm too tired to walk in tot the sea
but I'd run into towers of fire
Lost my bearings when you left me
And once again I'm lost......
If you are not channeling Bono's ghost, I don't know what to believe. Is this a poem or journal entry(not sure which this is...you tell me). Hmmm.


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Old 10-25-2004, 01:31 AM   #223
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If you are not channeling Bono's ghost, I don't know what to believe. Is this a poem or journal entry(not sure which this is...you tell me). Hmmm.
I wrote that while I was in NYC for a month......didn't have a computer so I just jotted stuff in a notebook..


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Old 10-28-2004, 09:02 AM   #224
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Boots strapped tight
Backpack, 3 shirts and cigarettes
Zippo and a compass
I'm fucking out of here..


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Old 11-15-2004, 07:09 AM   #225
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Electricity fills the room
The rain's kicking in
I can hear you smother your smoke in glass
It's dark again and we're still strangers

Sweet angst
Beautiful silence
Fumbling towards something familiar
Even though you're just a beautiful stranger now
Time's made us ghosts

I smile knowingly at the unflinching dead-end of your heart
I laugh nervously at the fact that the same lips I found solace in
Now offer mediocre pleasantries just to pass the time
Is there really all there is to you?
Or was it my illusion to lose?
I hate to dwell but I'm wired and feeling particularly introspective
I'm pretty sure I'm self-obsessed because I'm having a good time smoking in the rain
I'm pretty sure I'm waiting for God to wake me up with pain

Communion is dead
Your altar's are stained
I'm daring you to acknowledge me
I'm trying so fucking hard to provoke you
I'm drowning in my apathatic swells
Good Christ I need to grow the fuck up
Either that or kill myself
Maybe I'll just run..


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