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[19 Oct 2004|09:04pm] |
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underoath |
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place ur heart in my hand leave ur love on the cold sunken path feel the heat as it rises watch as u beat hardier and hardier reach tthro darkness and distence brighten my uncertain creation with this light forged of heavens deep undergrowth of which i fertilze in
josh
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| right and wrong is wrong to think |
[19 Oct 2004|04:17pm] |
you noe the feeling of the constant roar of the flittering out ur heart with ur impure judgementaly ablitys to control over whats right and wrong the things u throught and feelings that u sing will be chosen right and wrong depending on the person who reads ur body language of danceing momentim
and might u be the one the sweep the leafs from my path to show me the fight i want to win i wish to be my love an ever so caring brode a thought of u and i seems every so wrong on twisted stormy night whichj i resign upon ur arms the fately i might examine ur lips so gently thro a kiss but so ever heartly u leave me touch and leave me be blank and wrong but never so quickly
is it wrong to think or to think at all of this thing that i measure up too you what was right and wrong who noes they are all just words a verse in a mighty book of musix a resigning feeling or meaning that does not make it right nor does it make wrong what u consider is right is just a thing that u want a constant desire that makes u wanting ever so more leading up to the light but ever so falling to the ground
many more shall feel this way a constant feeling thats loosing meaning u think of life and death as a measable thing a sting like fractur on ur hair line the woobles back in for like the penduralom of life and death
hmm i dunno this is my first
josh
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| buryment |
[05 Oct 2004|08:31pm] |
do you see the cross behind the trigger that pulls ur self though this a murder that requires ones constant digging a bleeding of tears rises on the ground a beginning for the end a meaning without bleeding a storyless ending of unjustice penality a call gone wrong in the cremateing process and this requires my constant bleeding to soften my hole i dug for u
josh
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| poetry |
[04 Oct 2004|09:44pm] |
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 its a sad face |
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norma jean |
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beautiful poetry is written among the few words that write a lie apond the frail paper that holds are secrets of a lifes passion and downpour usage of my worldly pasion is confused with a seasonal change the lies among the many who fail to preceive a knowledge of words a failed attemp to see a poetic line
josh anderson
and my writters block is gone yippe-ki-ya motha ...... lool
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| much more(old favorites) |
[03 Oct 2004|09:54pm] |
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fall out boy |
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a dew drop falls to the earth/ as eternal life ends/ the earth shakes/ as the murder rolls on/ and the lighting brings a / streak of light across the heavens/ the rain falls apond/ my face as i pray/ pray for her survival / as a cyclone rolls by/ striping the world bare/ and the rain flys / around the as / the begining of their onslaut / for the pain we brought the earth/ the rain peirces my body/ like a needle through me / i stand motionless praying / as my hope turns to beg begines to fail/ and my life passing me by/ everything turns black as/ the earth shakes below / me and the clouds above/ show no mercy / i pass away/ my life to her
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| resort |
[03 Oct 2004|09:47pm] |
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fata |
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overwhelm by a thought of a kiss a meaningful reason to resort to living a habit left alone for justful planing a expendable meaning i lost in the water of mere men that expect u beauty of nothing exposed to a reality
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| out of interest |
[27 Sep 2004|03:59pm] |
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fata |
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standing in the courner of ur mind i wait as everything falls as i slowly drown in ur tears a mere image of me resides upon ur mistreated body scared in a senses of recreation i perish away from all meanings of existence
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[25 Sep 2004|12:41am] |
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rejected |
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creed |
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are u bloodless cant you hear are voices escaping our breath as they call out to you no need to reply for all of us understand the harsness of a reality that you dont control cross roads of our minds and will you just walk away
josh
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| sing away from truth |
[21 Sep 2004|03:43pm] |
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94 hours |
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will u pray for the dearest of days upon my bed that lies as my grave will she sing away all my thoughts to make me secure in this centralized world we now know as home afar away from truth life in heaven
josh
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| tired |
[20 Sep 2004|08:53pm] |
im so tired of this idependent filling that subsides after the day goes by after a new day will begin a empty smile brings a happy smile to those who i loth a forever memory will lead the mind to a paranora of happyness as i drown to my shallow whole
josh
im so tired of this nonsense of a paranora world
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| music of life |
[18 Sep 2004|12:06pm] |
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unapproved |
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times of sepration, zao |
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a single string plays a harmony of music as the tear virrbrates among the strings of life the amp it beats my heartbeat among the music that the bass silently plays among my the virbrite chours of tears soaken strings pplay an off beat life sweat bleed down my face among the worst of musix lies the body of most souls consumed by the off beat lyrics of lies
by josh anderson
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[15 Sep 2004|08:34pm] |
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under0ath |
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when all else fails seek god for help .....
you the people u hate u shouldnt hate them because they are one of the people in the world that are like that they really cant help it thats the way they think so dont hate them for it and there are people that will judge you and u may be one of the persons they dont like or what you could be the person that gets cancer someone does it just ended up you and you cant change that so just go on and be who u want u really cant change anything cause there will people u wont like or anything but that doesnt make you betta them cause in their minds they mite just think the same thing but if someone is shy and just doesnt talk dont take that as a bad thing they just are like that the cant cahnge who they are so dont try to change people but life is life you here stuff all the time that stuff bad that happens and u say that couldnt happen to u but it could theres a chance how do u think the people feel if it was them exacly the same way it has to be someone and a life is just as important as another they both have people that care for them weather u noe it or want to noe it or not and in long run wouldnt u want that took the bullet for them or what to give them a chance in life cause in that point its liek a flip off a coin there is no luck so be thankful ur alive and well
josh
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| revolver |
[11 Sep 2004|09:48pm] |
Revolver
Realize the touch of burnt skin will forever haunt your life as you will feel the torture all over again as the past revolves to your present as all is forever welded in your mind tainted feelings fill my mind as we walk revolve back to the times of no return a tear was pointless as it fills my face as we both were revolved around a lie so now to feel the present to revolve my revolver spin in my mind I`d pull the trigger if you would help me
josh anderson
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| freind |
[11 Sep 2004|12:38am] |
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boxcar racer |
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the rose it yet fades a decent black a tear it rolls the thro the powder of a face a love thats been sweeped off my front door a laid aside book that was never read and the tears will be my freind as i watch them fill ur face
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| poems |
[06 Sep 2004|12:28am] |
all the poems above and below are mine unless stated otherwise
thanks
josh
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| valleys of time |
[06 Sep 2004|12:25am] |
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linkin park |
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like a statue frozen in time thro the midest of emotions of raftly drift thro a water as calm as the puddle that lies to the far side of my hope of a tomorrow that lives next too me but never in me
by josh anderson
this took to long to not be good which is not good enough for me lol im sore im goin to bed <3
josh
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| First Kiss |
[04 Sep 2004|12:01am] |
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wall of jarico |
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feel the passion rushing through ur veins as i slowly kiss ur gental lips softly yet passionatly for a taste of love rushing throu you like a jolt of lighting that floats through the midnight sky of our tainted heart a kiss of love called my passionite rebirth
josh anderson
i didn`t kiss tho lol i want one tho lol
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| looks not a poem |
[02 Sep 2004|08:52pm] |
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postal service |
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lol well today was boring i was S-I-C-K all day lol well sorta but umm tell me if i should do this grow my hair out longer and stuff kinda longer than steves right now then take out like lil chunks of hair so there will be think and thin parts but not showing my skin lol then were my black jeans and my black senses fail shirt then maybe black eyeliner lol taht would be freaky but might look sexi duno tho but also should i get anything peirced lol hmm just wondering what yall think who ever reads this any way lol peace love ya tell me what you think
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[27 Aug 2004|11:32am] |
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a static lullaby |
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the sun sets to the far side of my mind which i collaspe to frown of memories of yet unspoken unknown to others of the same gifted love that fear of the same love that may put them to sleep feel free to live in your dream of pleasent untold dreams but for me to live in the grave of my realty
josh anderson
tell me what u think if u get it
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| coins of life |
[27 Aug 2004|12:12am] |
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the light and the glass |
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Break me down to nickels and dimes to find I am no more a worth a quarter of your time no more time to realize something I left alone in the dark for ever tainted a stained black ink forged in a time of no pearl a time of knowledge is yet to begin and all I knew was a feeling of lust for something forever lost in a field of roses that u gave me
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