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    Write To This Picture XVII

    Wondering what people will write to this...
    Po'Ethics - Est. 2004




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    Days go by and my life seems to be a game without a name.
    Death's board, with which I have to capture life's pieces in this game.
    My brain memorizes a strategy to become the greatest player.
    Did I make the right move or choice, I'll find out so, later.
    Craters of problems fall and rain on me like showers of bad dreams.
    If I lose a piece in life, I end up dead or depressed as a sad teen.
    I'm a pawn, learning from bishops, on how I am supposed to act.
    Becoming the greatest isn't the challenge, it's learning all the facts.
    But I cry, sometimes and realize, how it would be I lose to much.
    A lonely suburban kid, with no friends or girls, living without love.
    Life hasn't tied together, how I will end up, but the game dies.
    Cause life's a game played on a board of hope, on which I cry.

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    Realities converge, merge with parallel universes
    Shape shifting lands, under time warping curses
    Rain comes down, but not from the clouds like here
    The land bleeds tears, floating into the atmosphere
    Three colors of depression, lessen spiritual aggression
    The lessons are hidden, in unseen dimensions
    Tension is high, atoms split from unknown stress
    The world is rocked, Switching East to West
    Depressed, all life is wiped clean from the ground
    Slides off into the beyond not a molecule is found
    Three-Dimensional depth is obscured by visions
    Divine Intervention charged with unknown missions
    A few achievements here and there

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    the flow, of things as they went to pieces,
    it was a crazy day for the intellectuals
    and the idiots, but with the breath that was held
    so everyone could breathe, it was simply


    just to much for one man to take
    as he stood upon the bow twitch'n
    hoping and praying the angel of death would come to him next
    but how was he suppose to give in when everything
    was just melting around him
    it wasnt the matter of things that left him in that trance
    it wasnt the last huff, he woulda danced anyway
    but there was no rain, so how could he feel the feelings
    while going insane?,but back to that breath , i know you cant breathe
    with out the nod of a head, because you only do it
    to be a success, be ever thing you want them to be with out ever
    really .....
    giving it any thought

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    Death?

    Nothingness?.. Not Quite.
    The endless pattern signals-
    Purgatory's Kiss.
    Last edited by Chris Black; September 20th, 2004 at 02:35 AM
    Hence Forward
    axis powers

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    A poem written within a signal of despair
    Has left the eyes of the earth
    And touch downed upon a planet more fair
    In a circle not finished with what remains unseen
    Yet the truth is still vivid
    Though the answer is scentless and keen
    A thousand tears and a thousand stories
    Have left the eyes and lips of one
    Begun with death and ended with life
    For thy mind is weak and dumb
    Listen to the calling and replay it backwards
    That’s where the true angel sings
    And forever just think of the angles that change
    Yet don’t name yourself the King.
    ARTIFICIAL | PO'ETHICS | INTELLIGENCE

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    Physical existence flipped with such a distinctive shade
    Life was laid down as these forgetful droplets fade
    Was everything going to land in the right time ans place
    Or is god sending us a much anticipated sign to end every race

    Ideas crowd a cluttered mind stressing the sign
    Am I one of the forgetful droplets and if so which is mine
    Are there designated destruction paths that I must follow
    Or will you guide me through to a better tomorrow

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    Amid the brisk darkness of the night
    Storm clouds create tension in the sky
    Rain flows like tears, a very emotional night
    Why have these clounds decided to cry
    Leaving traces of their pain among everything on the ground below
    The pain will be felt tonight, as countless droplets hits the car window

    Along this deserted road, the full moon gives off the only light
    Leaning forwards, and squinting eyes do not help his vision
    The rain continues to fall, yellow and black come to sight
    A dead end, seen to late, he can't avoid the collision
    He struggles to breathe, grasping at empty pockets of air
    The sign lets out tears, seeing him slip away, all it can do is stare

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    perplexing n complex yet at tha same time leavin u guessing,
    what tha next move will be like a mys'try movie nothing less than moving,
    proving that such imagery could bring enemies to a common ground,
    not common found,
    which makes it something to revolve around
    like evolution in nature, anonymous nomenclature n even less tha sound,
    'less its found to be negative its nothing jus to be thrown down,
    thrown around n taken for granted afta tha initial lusta is gone,
    cuz once tha shine starts to fade, no one will pay attention to tha song,
    no stories will be remembered jus seen as anotha stupid myth,
    that we can live without n only a few care to muscle with,
    must we quit??? searching for history throughout our present lives,
    future is near but tha game seems to be over already like a chess board that cries

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    tekniqalyspeakin
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    ay yall posts are sick man ima come do these on tha weekly jus to see what some of yall put

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    the tears of the game of life
    from ancient egypt to modern society
    our existence cries for itself
    we have abused our world mercilessly
    we are just a global disease
    time sees all iniquity and will punish
    as it sees fit to...the issue
    is not whether or not we are worthy
    but when we shall recieve
    our time of judgement is nigh to come
    from pain we cannot run
    everything shall have it's time in due
    and every tear it cries
    another notch on our post of evils
    actions against infinity
    our existence shall remain in infamy
    to life we are an enemy
    and time's tears tell...the pain its felt
    we are the children
    and time is our daddy with the leather belt
    Bittersweet

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    all loss of control,the world is a mess
    love is forgotten by anger and stress
    youths getting vexed,

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    all loss of control,theworld is a mess
    love is forgotten by anger and stress
    youths getting frustrated and vexed
    all of them tired
    or trying to make something
    of life, be admired
    yet their left with confusion
    if life's a rat race and we're all fucking losing
    happiness sounds nice but it
    feels an illusion
    our happiness momentary
    from the drugs we're abusing
    using boredom as an excuse for our crimes
    in truth just lost souls
    who were never given the time
    to be something better
    so they stepped out of line
    two fingers to the world
    gave a fuck about nothing
    a generation of nobodys who could've been something.

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    mine

    from my man made conception,i was the playing feel'd,for a moment the center of attention, but then it changed direction,cuz its hard to being wood when everythings high-tech,so why tempt,or believe that my pieces will be set,i sit in a dark box with nothing but my own thoughts,a spider made a web,built a nest,laid some eggs,and years go bye, the spiders have all died,and everyday i go on with my life,until the box opens and i see a light,they tossed me ontop of some logs, with so much heat coming off,my paint is poping and melting,a half an hour later im gone....

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    The game is in play and the pieces are set…. your move
    The world is ever changing so you’d better keep pace and move soon
    Knight 3…a balloon carries my piece away without a first warning
    Is this how life is played? People disappear without a chance of mourning?
    Suddenly all goes away and this world collapses upside down
    In this hyperbolic world not a scream from my lips can be found
    I must get out of here! But each wall is a window that leads to forever
    The ceiling is the floor and vice versa…my soul I has been rendered
    Tears run up my face…the blood drips…my world slowly fades black
    I fall…forever….
    ….and all of the games pieces come back

    im only feelin a few cats....
    lyric n foreshadow are droppin some niceness....dont sleep on em
    Wit.

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