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That would deffinately be cool...I have one between my shoulder blades (also tribal) that I drew...call it "Caged heart" the one on my shoulder is called "balance within chaos" I love the colors in the ?phoenix? going to use them

Very cool. It would look awesome. If you take a program and invert the colours, it turns a SWEET icy-blue.

here's a song i wrote and for some reason i feel very proud of this one
please make any complements criticsms and suggestions, thank you

Faith

She drinks from the cup
She holds in her hands
She's forced three meals a day
She wonders what freedom is
She stays back as she's kept
She Wonders why She is like this
She wonders what kind of democracy
would hold her hostage from her own life

No freedom.
No religion.
No Friends.
No understanding.

She runs away to a powerful place
She runs away to a church
She keeps away all the little things
She wonders why all the bigger things form
She holds her jewels as she makes her pass
She leaves her own sacred ways
She knows what mom and dad will think
that she'll never start with this

No freedom.
No religion.
No Friends.
No understanding.

a new opening at the religion
she wonders if there is a God
as she put up a new holy cross-yeah
She knows not what is understood

She writes every day and all day
to start her own book of God
She never kept in her faith-no
She just believed what she was told-to

She lets in couple hundred
She wonders why they believe the same
She rewrites her own mental mentality
She Holds up a very thick book
She dreds what will come next
She carves her own commandments
She leads her own life of passion
And realizes she's gone too far

No freedom.
No religion.
No Friends.
No understanding.

a new opening at the religion
she wonders if there is a God
as she put up a new holy cross-yeah
She knows not what is understood

She writes every day and all day
to start her own book of God
She never kept in her faith-no
She just believed what she was told-to

She then started thinking to herself
she found that she believed
She says its too late now
so now she can never turn back

a new opening at the religion
she wonders if there is a God
as she put up a new holy cross-yeah
She knows not what is understood

She writes every day and all day
to start her own book of God
She never kept in her faith-no
She just believed what she was told-to

Her freedom
Her Religion
Her Friends
Her Understanding

thanks i don't how i got into that one but ahh... i figured it out

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I'm sometimes a fan of simplicity in poetry. Very surreal, ambiguous lyrics are damn cool, but I think I write like an essayist, primarily. I want to get my point across at least somewhat clearly. So anyway, here's something that's short but I dig it, a bit.

"He can have your perfect smile and
He can have your pretty golden hair
Oh, he can taste your sweetest kiss
He can have you, and I won't care

I'll miss your gentle, melodic laugh
I'll even miss your restrained affection
But despite your beauty beneath the moon
I'll never mourn your gentle rejection

You'll soon forget about the dreamer
You'll push the words of adoration aside
Oh, you must never think too deeply
Better to deny emotion, better to hide."

good shtuff!

WHEEEEE! More posts to put more cool stuff in.

I'm so getting that tattoo. And maybe one like that "Unleash Infinity" one in su7an's sig. Yeah, I like birds... especially supernatural-looking ones.

And, of course, there's always something for me to contribute. This poem/song's first four words just popped into my head... sounded like a good hook. And I think "procastination" was in my head because of that Rolling Stone article on Rivers Cuomo a couple issues back. I hate the chorus to this, but... I couldn't think of anything better! It was going to be another verse, but the whole damned thing went to hell.

Nightmare Girl

So what can you do?
I'm already depressed,
all you can do is teach me to hate.
I thought I could have you here,
but you're emotionally ten minutes late.
There's a nothingness in your eyes,
and I can see past the makeup now
The foundation of procastination
behind your lies

I don't like this you...

I tried, I worked
and now you're nothing but the worst
part of every dream girl I've ever dreamed.

C'mon, I thought you'd be all right.
I thought the before and after,
nothing would change, we'd stay up all night
like we used to so long ago
and all you can do is scream at the sun
howl at the moon, hate the stars
for all that nobody put you through

I don't get you...

I tried, I worked
and now you're nothing but the worst
part of every dream girl I've ever dreamed.

You're yelling at me, putting me down
Where'd this come from?
Why am I sticking around?
Do I love you, is this a passing deal?
I'm not sure I'll be here tomorrow
or even give us time to heal.

Won't you let me help you...?

I tried, I worked
and now you're nothing but the worst
part of every dream girl I've ever dreamed.[/u]

I had a serious creative block last night, so I wrote four pathetic lines on guess.... Creative block! Enjoy.

You are straining my mind
You are confusing my time
Eaten alive by virus of being
I am overcome.

It's a good start to breaking it

Yeah, let's hope there will be a finish too.

you guys are starting to make me wanna write LOL
i'm getting the itch again

<Insert itching powder here>

ah ah *scratch*

i've got mounds of old poetry stored away somewhere, maybe I'll dig through it and contribute

I started my CM comic last night, but I don't know if I'll upload it >_>. It's a little biased.

Upload it.

I'll show you on AIM later, LMFAO.