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Originally Posted by John Dohnut:

Originally Posted by LeAnne Gallegos:
on the other side...

Sexual HarASSment on myspace


Enter dot matrix QWERTY Alt accounts
so u want to tap that ass incoherently
bending words over clean keyboards
typing text that would be bannable
sticky keys... Caps Locked... Shift
fighting for Ctrl, Page Up, Insert
F1, F2, F3, F4, F5, F6, F7, F@#$
Tab, Pause/Break, Page Down
uR Entering into Num Locks
adding up, down, arrows
we Backspaced, Home
caught in MS Word
Saved... Stored
Archived
Delete?
End

Print Screen
SysRq

Esc

is that what you wrote the other night/day

something like that, yeah?

i don't remember. it was late and i'm too lazy to go back and see.

maybe i will. i'm bored. was funny that, what you wrote.

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as if I could post things I say at night... you trying to get me banned?

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Morbid Thoughts of .....Food



He hears the bells toll,  
they toll for him.  
The crows caw at the sound
and take flight.

Near death he walks,
slow and crippled is his pace.
Deprived of the food
that feeds his soul.

The crows follow him.
They won't wait for his death,
bit by bit
they pick at his flesh.

His heart pounds,
his strength wanes.
He can't keep them at bay.
It's his time, his time to die.

His sacrifice is their food,
their feast is
his flesh...
and the bells toll...
and the crows caw...
and thee end will finally come.

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Another poem from my favourite poet; Nils Ferlin.


Får jag lämna några blommor
- ett par rosor, i din vård
och du må ej varda ledsen, min kära.

Ty de rosorna är komna från en konungagård,
det vill svärd till att komma dem så nära.

Den ena den är vit
och den andra den är röd
men den tredje vill jag helst dej förära.

Den blommar inte nu,
först när givaren är död.
Den är underlig den rosen, min kära.

Quick translation with no rim, lol.

May I leave a few flowers
- a couple of roses, in your care
and thou mayest not worth sorry, my dear.

For they are the roses they had come from a kingdom garden,
that sword to get them so close.

One is white
and the other is red
but the third, I would favour you with.

It does not bloom until the donor is dead.
That rose is strange, my dear.

Nils Ferlin

Something like that, lol!

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I wrote this in 4-5 minutes yesterday while taking a ****, not bad, huh?


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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I can still feel his lips
hot, and strong
against my throat,
my pulse pressing against his tongue
I made him skip a week
but i can still feel where it should be-
Like a vampire- a psychic reminder maybe.
Soon enough
his hands will be in my hair
and his lips lacing my jaw with diamond kisses...

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~o~

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I cant find you today. You drifting, or maybe i am
its unfortunate. I missed you today but wouldnt have had the
concentration. even now, i just ache for sleep... lately, i can sleep forever.

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sorry to bug you guys, but i need 500 likes!
Hey guys i really need your help,
My boyfriend recently got a job down south.. so i only see him every couple of months. I am a student so money and time are both issues to go see him! So with valentines day coming up, I entered a contest to win 400 bucks to go towards a dream valentines date with him. Although we cant spend valentines day together.. im hoping to make it up sometime for a valentines day of our own! We have been dating for almost 2 and a half years, and i want to win this contest to prove to everyone that not even thousands of miles can get between our love! please help us! all i need from you is a couple clicks of a button to like the picture of him and I and help us get to over 400 likes! It really would mean everything to me!
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to help us win pleeeeease!
You have no idea how much this would mean to me ! it will only take a couple seconds out of your day!
you guys absolutely rock!
happy valentines day to everyone!
hope its full of love!

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wow, why not just start a thread?
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2011

a new year begins
time already rushes into
the future
though the world
doesn't
evolve

the second hand
sweeps the clock
only to stop
stuck on the number 3 that
hangs slightly out
of place

a thousand dragonflies
swarm on the lily pond
counting the larvae feast
that rises
to the
surface

somewhere
snowflakes fall
somewhere rivers rise
fear grows from
events that are
meant to happen

these
things mean
something
and nothing
and everything
all at once

to someone
keeping score
and no one
that cares at all
in the end,,,
magic

you're enchanting
he said  as he
covered my mouth
with one hand
and his eyes with
the other

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Cut for the deal with shaking hand
Fate tossed the low card to me
so he shuffled the cards slow
grinning wide to show the teeth
sharpened to points and long fangs
his forked tongue tracing their lines
as he smiled and made the challenge
"First Corner costs a soul".

I could not back out having already agreed
to a game for the terms of first deale's choice
so I gritted my teeth, and waited calmly
as he dealt six placards face down
each sliding before me with icy chill
yet when I picked them up for the hand
two to toss stood out so fast and sure
I almost questioned my sanity.

Tossing them with a grin into his crib
I asked for Lady Luck or the Saints
to bless my chance of the moment
and blast me to the sky if they didn't
as the five of clubs Ol' Scratch turned over
I led with a fiver, he dropped a knave
to peg first for the fifteen smiling wickedly
until I dropped the Right Jack down my two.

He played an ace next thinking I held faces
only to watch me reset the clock
sinking another five to make thirtyone
as fear took his face wonder if I had it.
His lead was ten bloody hearts
so I dropped the five to his dismay
and he frowned dropping the four
knowing I was around the corner.

So here is my advice if you care to take it.
I the Devil comes round to play Cribbage
Don't bet your soul, for that High Hand is rare
and he hates letting folks free of the flames of Hell.
-D. A. Neely 2011/2/7

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And you wait for the call
after spending three hours
and a dozen tries at forcing
a website to take your application
only to find the dreaded thing
the hurry up and wait beast
waiting in the cables between
you and the job you seek.

He eats your resume twice
adds extras to your entries
as you fill in the online forms
laughing as he waves his pitchfork
over the whole dang process
to jinx it with every glitch
his hellish mirth can conjure
to curse your efforts with.

You find yourself holdiing breath
praying another attracts his attention
with some move on a dream job
from his cubicle far away
so you can sneak one by him
and achieve the daily goal
of resumes and jobs applied
as you search for work.

If only there were a toy
some bauble with which one could
distract his impish obsession
with your feverish striving
and lure him into a trap
on a thumbdrive you could toss
into Challenger's Deep without
garnering Green Peace's anger!

Still I have to plod along
and suffer under this burden
then wondering  in amusement
if he is immune to blandishment
or outright bribery there in Hell
to close his eyes for a moment
and let this one go down
without a bloody hitch!

To fool him I try checking
email, social nets and others
even submitting a story
to a place I know will reject
just to catch that eye
and hypnotize him to sleep
for long enough to land
the job I desperately need!

Dare I try one last pass
dangling bigger and juicier bait?
I load up a real story
to fire to the winds of fate
as he picks quarks from his teeth
from his last cyber repast
an app for pigsty cleaner
that he giggled whilst devouring.

He sees the lure I tossed out
I can tell by the gleaming
as the backfires hit my monitor
that he senses a true feast
of my total frustration coming.
Off to the big faceless publishing house
I toss a synopsis, three chaps and all
sliding the application by his back.

Danged if it didn't work.
Now I sit on pins and needles
hoping beyond the gates of heaven
some angel notes my situation
and turns the tide back
upon my evil little foe
and heap upon that devil
a case of Cyber-Indigestion!

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Maybe I'll make a thread of each winning challenge thread here too just to have it feel more homey.

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like a magnet im pulled
to touch him, to get closer
to inhale him into myself
until im lost in him
hidden away from reality
but i dont.

i keep myself away.