zyairlover wow havent been on here in forever.... - July 07, 2011 add/view comments (0) |
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up bp whats realy good. you my know me as powderbluegod but, i have
been gone for a while. now ill tell you a lil about me. i like
wrighting and i put a lil something for you to read on down let me
know what you think about it. if you want to know how i look just
look at da pic at the top of the page. im trying to get the page
together but i cant rember how to do some things. thats all for now
read my ?$#& tell me what you think
Lo + ve= Death Love is equal to death But before you start to mumble "BS" underneath your breath Please let me explain As much as it sounds insane To exist on this plain We have to find love in pain From mama who holds baby in her tummy To little lost girls who lays down for money Love is pain Mama to be seeks to be free from past constraints Makes no complaints about her pain There is no shame in her pain But it is pain???nonetheless The stressful anticipation of the liberation of a new being from her womb There is no pleasure in child birth And most women who go through this cycle will never come closer to leaving this earth So there is love in pain Hence pain is love Lost girl says, "My daddy would try to take the world from me, And these busy bee workers gots plenty money for this honey" See???she loves money And money be the root Money be the reason she's on the underside of societies boot She be ripe rotten fruit Fresh for the %#&@$!ing She loves money And the body is never so cold as when a person sells their soul for minimum wage See money comes from trees And trees have little green monkey's with H.I.V. So she indirectly loves death She's death's mistress Love is death Like Malcolm X loved his people so much he had to die Admitting he was wrong on national television and explained why All for love Or when Allen Payne crashed that plane cause they said he couldn't fly That's???love When you hear a loved one died and a piece of your heart dies right with them You feel like you gonna go next, that's how much you miss them Love is pain Love is Hank Gathers on that basketball court Love is John Brown rushing that fort Love is saying I'm sorry Even when you're not Love is "Go pick that switch off that tree" Praying your seeds will grow to be more than you ever could be Love is not saying I love you but actually doing it Love is beautiful Love is Romeo finding Juliet asleep, and him going to find her Love is that special someone's name all over your fifth period binder So now you know what it means when someone says I love you to death That means that individual would rather be in the after than not have your laughter So who do you love? Do you love me? I mean love me six feet deep? Love me like an infinite sleep? Cause love is pain Love is children watering flowers in the rain beaming sunshine smiles Love is hard Love hurts It's a work of art but sometimes it's the worst Love is death Love???is love Ultimately, love is life So no matter what's wrong with the world If you give it enough time???love's gonna make it alright br />  Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from S e x i l u v . c o m Pimping Poetry From this point on I'm going to treat poetry like a woman And I'm going to be a male misogynistic pig I'm going to verbally abuse her to the point that when I'm away she feels she ain't %#&@$! without me Her friends are like you should leave him like trees, but she ain't feelin their metaphors cause I got the bomb similes like Ted Kaczynsky and Tim McVeigh on New Years Eve I'm going to lock her %#&@$! up like Rick James or that crazy broad did James Caan in misery, and just to %#&@$! with her Break out a sledge hammer and ask if she wants to leave me I'm going to pimp her to the point of exhaustion, she will be on the world wide hoe stroll 24/7, flaunting her asterisk, and still coming home every night to me I'm gonna put her %#&@$! on a curfew, and if she tries to block me out she can't talk to none of her friends I never liked them broads anyway Prose is to damn uppity and Meter is to damn uptight And Haiku's bourgeoisie %#&@$! won't deal with you unless your syllables are right So I'm going to treat her like I hate her Cause I love her so much She's gonna tell my pain when I've had enough of the back stabbing, drama, lying, cheating, recycling and repeating what I just said to people that love to just be evil in my movie Cause my life is a flick And I'm the star And poetry is going to be my assistant, secretary, and mistress Because I love her I'ma work her like a sweatshop employee for no pay I'm going to give her random acts of passion and possibly not call her for a week or two And she better not trip cause that's what mistresses are supposed to do She better not complain about me talking too long with my friends Complaining how my sentences always seem to run on She won't care whether I'm pro life or pre noun Her only concern is me Cause when I'm ready to go she better be ready I got some %#&@$! on my mind, so she better be a good typist And I do this randomly so she better work nightshifts I'm gonna pimp poetry She's going to have a giant tat on her back that says "dale" I don't have time for back talk, I'm serious Poetry is going to tell the world how great I am She's going to defend me when she gets in foreign ciphers She's doing weight training so she can slam the %#&@$! out anyone who tries to battle me And shorty is a freak cause she works my head constantly See at first I was shy I knew she messed around with girls an guys Told truths and lies in the same breath But I told her no one could love her like I do I told her that I continually find new ways to hit it And when the time came to bust on stage Find new ways to spit it I was willing to do tongue exercises till I was mute And see That's how she got me She would play me Have me up at night writing %#&@$! I didn't know I felt Had me up on stage pouring my soul out in front of strangers Knowing she was sleeping with most of the folks that I got on the same stage with (Y'know some would front) So now I done switched the rolls Done put her on hoe patrol She's going to work the internet, from www.hoes.com to my bedside She's going to be in my car waiting for the moment I say I need to write And she better be right there She's going to be in dreams just because I want her to And she better not ever miss a curtain call Or it's curtains ya'll It's a love thang ya'll A pimp loving his profit, loving his subject, cause nothing else matters I'm going to treat her like a queen and a hoe I'm going to love her Like a pimp loves his hoe And a man Loves His wife |
