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    Anybody else don't like their recorded voices?
    basically everybody

    If your headphones arenít beats by dre youíre a peasant :^)

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    I write really random stuff sometimes

    Zerg

    I'm simple looking, but not simple minded
    No one really knew me
    I had silence to a science
    And I skateboard
    Great stress reliever
    During the week, it seems
    I skate the Teen more
    Than I am at home
    I rest and when I am bored
    I go and watch some Mad Men on Netflix
    Play Starcraft as Zerg, watch Day9, because I suck
    Chat on forums, with randoms to who I can talk to
    I also enjoy the new music, and the oldies that were hidden
    Always brightens my day to hear a new beat
    Listen
    Take it to the outside. Sometimes I'll bring my camera
    Always pinch myself when I forget it
    After the happening comes
    When I do take the T50 in my blue bag
    I never take a shot
    Every shot counts
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    haha

    here is a recording

    im laughing at my self

    repping frank sinatra

    http://www.ownfiles.com/tube/2335497...2-17-34-13.mp3
    Last edited by Lisztomania; 05-22-2012 at 05:24 PM.

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    King

    The darkness searches the earth
    Perched over the moon
    Perpetual eyes disguised as Solar
    And Lunar gods older than rune
    Scatter stars like splattered paint
    Perpetual nexus of galaxies reign
    Insane human beings kill eco-chains
    Gods cry out that acid rain
    Earth is dead. All is left is flacid grain
    Demons rule and the land is bane
    Hell has risen and nothing is tame
    Nothing is Saved
    Nothing is Saved

    Now its time for us to ponder
    Wonder how to be immortal
    Live better than kings with less
    Pride and grim morals
    Neither living nor dead, we are perfect
    Perfect choices. Kill them mortals on the surface
    Was it worth it?
    I don't care, mortals are worthless
    Remorseless, Force them with a storm fist
    And they'll still look to their kings
    For a warm feast
    Praise their king instead of me
    While they eat their bore meat
    They ignore me, it scorns me
    So I warn thee about the following morning
    Show sorrow and say sorry
    Because tomorrow will be awry
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    This Christmas, She gave you her...

    This Christmas, She gave you her
    Heart, It was hard, those
    Cards tore her apart.
    But none were discarded.
    Instead, I was faulted.
    Assaulted. Called it Scalded.
    Couldn't hault the salted taste in
    My mouth. Do you hate us?
    Make us believe something
    Different, nothing Sinister
    Something Reverent, nothing
    Irrelevant, but something
    Pleasant. No presents please.
    But please seize the moment
    To see us, Be with Us
    We plead enough. Seed of
    Love is placed in the rough.
    It's all you now.
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    Let me tell you now about my...

    Let me tell you now about my
    Day. It was okay. The day
    I live like the last is the last
    Day of my spiritual life. The
    Day I do not deserve anymore
    Time. The Day I wasted my
    Future. The Day I am past
    Old. Past Death. Past Perfection.
    Past the youth of Eternity. The
    Day I resemble myself is
    When it is all over. I laugh
    At Those who say, "Same old;
    Same, old." Nothing new? How?
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    Gringo

    I'm wack
    Gringo
    Friends were a different color than me
    Singled me out
    Gringo
    Witnessed my first fight
    Almost had my first fight
    Gringo
    I was kind
    I was a pushover pacifist
    Gringo
    Made a few enemies
    I don't even know how
    Gringo
    And now here I am with other
    Gringos
    And I still crushed on a Latina
    And we talked
    And it could never be
    For she was taken
    And I'm a Gringo
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    Womb

    What are my feelings?
    A slave to life and birth
    Killed off at anytime
    Any age
    Straight out of the womb
    Too young, so fragile
    So sick
    Cardiac Arrest
    is their names
    Three of the young
    That I never knew
    But in a way I associated with
    One was healthy
    an athlete
    Faster than Most
    Another
    was a child
    Not older than
    My younger Brother
    and an infant
    Hands so small
    So perfect
    What are my feelings?
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    Vlad inspired me to do a few erasures. they were cool

    Franz
    Liszt
    By age 9
    composing music
    and
    appearing in concerts
    Liszt
    continued
    playing piano
    1839
    Liszt began
    extensive tour
    of Europe
    for eight years
    most brilliant
    "transcendental
    execution"
    intense
    fans
    Lisztomania
    arrived
    and
    serenaded him
    an enthusiastic
    crowd
    beginning
    of
    Lisztomania
    sweep
    across
    all of Europe

    The Swedish Viking Age
    rough centuries
    Swedish Vikings
    travelled east and south
    to Finland
    the Baltic countries
    Russia
    Belarus
    Ukraine
    the Black Sea and further
    passed through the Dnieper
    south to Constantinople
    carried out numerous raids
    The Byzantine Emperor Theophilos
    noticed
    great skills in war
    the varangian guard
    The Swedish Vikings
    Rus
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    of Kievan Rus

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    Vlad inspired me to do a few erasures. they were cool

    Franz Liszt , by appearing in concerts,
    continued playing piano.
    1839 - Liszt began brilliant
    "transcendental execution"

    Intense!

    erased yr erasure


    the Inception of poems

    If your headphones arenít beats by dre youíre a peasant :^)

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    brilliance haha

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    I wake up,
    My oldest memory,
    On a bed so soft
    Bed sheet barely
    Covering my shins
    Television on
    And I was gazing
    I don't remember
    The particular program,
    But I was gazing
    The room was not my own
    For of course
    I was not allowed a television
    This was my parents room
    I felt nothing, like
    A dream
    No one was in my
    Gaze-worthy world
    I called out my father
    I remember
    He works
    At Golden Plump
    Killing chickens,
    And if he was at home
    I would have smelled
    Chicken piss and death
    So, I called out my mother
    No answer
    Even after the third and fourth
    Time that I called
    The television sounded
    Of static or no sound at all
    As I sat up
    I was cold and curious
    I sang to myself
    "Row, row, row
    Your boat,
    Gently
    Down
    The
    Stream
    Merrily, Merrily, Merrily
    Life is
    But
    A
    Dream."
    I believed at the time
    That I created the song
    Forgetting my grandmother
    Even all my adventurous
    Mind wanders
    That seemed to
    Bring me everywhere
    Hid memories
    Blanket over me like a cape
    I called out again
    Still nothing
    The brass door knob
    Cold, rusty cylindrical turn
    The hinges unhinged,
    And the door fell into
    The deep
    Deep hallway
    I thought nothing of it,
    And I continued
    I saw the blue and gray
    Sofa
    My castle
    I also saw a man on the couch
    A few gray hairs
    Scruffy facial hair
    Bruises on his neck
    Skin pale,
    And I was scared
    His eyes were in the back
    Of his head,
    And he was whispering
    My chest felt
    As if he was sitting on it
    Crushing my brittle ribs
    I recognised him
    "Dad?"
    And he looked at me.
    I woke.
    A tear was running down my left eye.

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    New computer today
    Asus for playing Starcraft
    For the shortest time.

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    How to feel the holy
    ghost I think serving
    others if an excellent
    way to invite people to
    the gospel
    One of the ones
    If it seems like a good
    idea
    Get up and doing
    Gives the spirit the
    opportunity
    Third nephi nine
    We shouldn't be too
    surprised
    Don't worry too much
    about it
    Second guessing yourself
    A more memorable story
    He was a really busy guy
    He would get down on
    his knees
    Whenever we don't
    receive an answer
    The lord will be obligated
    I hope I don't mess up
    The lord can bring us
    happiness and peace of
    mind
    Can I get a reader for
    that first one
    Interwoven
    Wellbeing
    Desires
    Don't understand
    walking in the light of
    the lord
    Procreation
    Lord set down his own
    way
    Wet lock
    Right way to learn
    Our
    World way
    To cheat
    whats the worlds
    definition of prosperity
    People can't understand
    Hard to grasp
    Forget all worldly
    matters
    Help us on our onward
    path
    Seek his companionship



    This may be hard to understand because that was the point lol. During one of my Sunday Church sessions today I just took out my phone and typed in a notepad on my phone what people were saying. not really listening that well, just typed what I heard midway in the session.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    I wake up,
    My oldest memory,
    On a bed so soft
    Bed sheet barely
    Covering my shins
    Television on
    And I was gazing
    I don't remember
    The particular program,
    But I was gazing
    The room was not my own
    For of course
    I was not allowed a television
    This was my parents room
    I felt nothing, like
    A dream
    No one was in my
    Gaze-worthy world
    I called out my father
    I remember
    He works
    At Golden Plump
    Killing chickens,
    And if he was at home
    I would have smelled
    Chicken piss and death
    So, I called out my mother
    No answer
    Even after the third and fourth
    Time that I called
    The television sounded
    Of static or no sound at all
    As I sat up
    I was cold and curious
    I sang to myself
    "Row, row, row
    Your boat,
    Gently
    Down
    The
    Stream
    Merrily, Merrily, Merrily
    Life is
    But
    A
    Dream."
    I believed at the time
    That I created the song
    Forgetting my grandmother
    Even all my adventurous
    Mind wanders
    That seemed to
    Bring me everywhere
    Hid memories
    Blanket over me like a cape
    I called out again
    Still nothing
    The brass door knob
    Cold, rusty cylindrical turn
    The hinges unhinged,
    And the door fell into
    The deep
    Deep hallway
    I thought nothing of it,
    And I continued
    I saw the blue and gray
    Sofa
    My castle
    I also saw a man on the couch
    A few gray hairs
    Scruffy facial hair
    Bruises on his neck
    Skin pale,
    And I was scared
    His eyes were in the back
    Of his head,
    And he was whispering
    My chest felt
    As if he was sitting on it
    Crushing my brittle ribs
    I recognised him
    "Dad?"
    And he looked at me.
    I woke.
    A tear was running down my left eye.
    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    Let me tell you now about my
    Day. It was okay. The day
    I live like the last is the last
    Day of my spiritual life. The
    Day I do not deserve anymore
    Time. The Day I wasted my
    Future. The Day I am past
    Old. Past Death. Past Perfection.
    Past the youth of Eternity. The
    Day I resemble myself is
    When it is all over. I laugh
    At Those who say, "Same old;
    Same, old." Nothing new? How?
    My 2 favorite so far, especially the second. Your starting of lines in the middle of sentences made it trippy. Good stuff

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    Anthrax letters to every major official in your area. Who gets the last laugh? Not them, they're dead.

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    Free writing at 2 in the morning.

    The day was black. I felt white. I opposed everyone, and they ignored me. I felt beautiful, but only for a second. A split second. A coward saw through these eyes. I need them now. How am I going to get them back. Force? No. Patience? I can't stand waiting for this. They are hurting me when I want to do the same to them. They are selfish. How can ignorance be respected?

    I need a plan. My composure is breaking down into little crumbs soon to be swept away into a dustpan. My giant self is the one clutching the handle tightly ready to get rid of all hope. My person is not trash. I am uncontrollable though. Please let me be a nuisance to you. Please take my crime and administer punishment on me, at long last. At long last.

    I don't hate you, but the day is black. Blacker than my whiteness. Overwhelming me. Killing me. Braindead. Only you can cure me. Revive me, and then kill me yourself. The least you can do.

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    O, give me a birth
    A child that will love me
    Not a little piss-ant
    That treats me like an abuser
    A stranger who spanks

    O, help me move on
    For I was a torturer
    And I was the tortured
    Scarred hearts and I lay in bed
    Brown-rosed blanket cannot keep me warm

    O, let me be rebirthed
    So, I can start a new
    I know what I should not do
    I am not scared to make the same mistakes,
    Because they made me happy

    O, let me sleep
    I always stare at meth-white walls
    Seeing a loved one's shadow
    From the vehicle lights
    Outside my bedroom window

    O, let me be a ruler
    And not a slave in this household
    Let them see that I am the Eldest
    It is divine right
    No more fists; let me love

    O, let me be younger
    I miss my friends
    That I got myself in trouble with
    Before I was a fallen king
    And just a kid experiment

    O, I will grow older
    I will see the aftermath
    Did I create serial killers
    Or did I raise family makers
    An even split seems likely

    O, I do not know why I am here
    To sing hymns and go to church
    To break both my arms
    To skate and work my days away
    Or will I stay young

    O, let me die in peace
    But first, I need one thing promised
    Don't let me murder my children
    Throw me into space to suffocate
    Before I go insane.

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    The day is named Night
    Nocturnal ones work
    Boxcutters and no noise
    The warehouse hollows

    The Graveyard we walk
    The hours are ours
    And we wait
    For the meaningless morning

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    Look at those clouds Sherry
    They are glorious
    Andrew
    The wind blew the moment
    Hands became cold
    Until the large palm
    Covers the fragile knuckles
    The blades of green and tan
    Arched the scene
    An adventure
    That lasted forever
    Morning was greeting the lovers
    Oh, damn
    My mother will be very angry with me
    Let her be
    You know my life
    You know mine
    Yes, but
    A shattering kiss
    They became ghosts
    Four sad eyes
    Two wisps on the hill
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    Your writing is getting better. keep it up

    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    Oh, damn
    lol. Still gonna laugh every time you swear

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    http://flaybooz.tumblr.com/

    this is my old tumblr revamped

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    A Final Conversation.
    ~~~

    Tonight will be the night.

    What are you goin' about boy.

    Nothin' father.

    Socks loose at the toes and crusted with dry sweat. He sat on an unlovable torn loveseat with feet heeled on the glass coffee table. Television was silent, but blaring. That is how he heard the boy's whisper.

    Why do you lie to yer ol' man boy.

    You really want to know?

    Spit it out.

    I am moving on.

    Moving on from what boy.

    This.

    What if "this" follows you boy.

    The boy does not respond. Instead, all he can think about is the desk in his room. All the papers and journals that he wrote in. The room was empty. The bed only a mattress with no sheets in the corner as if he moved into the room yesterday.

    I won't stop you.

    The papers scattered the floor. Some blank and some not. The boy would think on his bed. The days that used to be. He knows he can't touch her skin again.

    All I'm going to tell you now boy, don't look back.

    The man did not look up once. The reflection from the glass table grabbed hold of his absent attention. The upside-down images of light from the television.

    I won't.

    The boy stood and listened.

    Did you give up?

    Its following you boy.

    Did you give up on her?

    I'm still here isn't I?

    That was not my question.

    You are looking back boy.

    Did you?

    No.

    Why?

    You are trapped.

    Why?

    The father stopped speaking and continued to gaze at the worthlessness.

    The boy stood there. Guilt started to haunt him.

    I am not giving up!

    I am not giving up!

    I am not giving up!

    I am done!

    This will be over for me!

    Do you understand!

    I can't let this be the end of me.

    I am not giving up.

    Good, just don't look back boy. Nostalgia will kill you and me. Surely me, but I have not given up either. That is why I am still here.

    The boy stood there for a moment more and then he went back to his empty room.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    http://flaybooz.tumblr.com/

    this is my old tumblr revamped

    followed u. follow me back and lets get this tumblr poet's circle going. Stookie is on tumblr as well

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    I write really random stuff sometimes

    I'm simple looking, but not simple minded
    No one really knew me
    I had silence to a science

    And I skateboard
    Great stress reliever
    During the week, it seems
    I skate the Teen more
    Than I am at home
    I rest and when I am bored
    I go and watch some Mad Men on Netflix
    Play Starcraft as Zerg, watch Day9, because I suck
    Chat on forums, with randoms to who I can talk to
    I also enjoy the new music, and the oldies that were hidden
    Always brightens my day to hear a new beat
    Listen
    Take it to the outside. Sometimes I'll bring my camera
    Always pinch myself when I forget it
    After the happening comes
    When I do take the T50 in my blue bag
    I never take a shot
    Every shot counts
    Sick lines.
    I'd be expanding on these ideas a whole lot if I were you

    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    The day is named Night
    Nocturnal ones work
    Boxcutters and no noise
    The warehouse hollows

    The Graveyard we walk
    The hours are ours
    And we wait
    For the meaningless morning
    You had me going for a sadistic giggle there.
    I like it doe

    Quote Originally Posted by Lisztomania View Post
    Look at those clouds Sherry
    They are glorious
    Andrew
    The wind blew the moment
    Hands became cold
    Until the large palm
    Covers the fragile knuckles
    The blades of green and tan
    Arched the scene
    An adventure
    That lasted forever
    Morning was greeting the lovers
    Oh, damn
    My mother will be very angry with me
    Let her be
    You know my life
    You know mine
    Yes, but
    A shattering kiss
    They became ghosts

    Four sad eyes
    Two wisps on the hill
    <3
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    followed u. follow me back and lets get this tumblr poet's circle going. Stookie is on tumblr as well
    Damn nigga shit
    Quote Originally Posted by Buddig View Post
    decide it - go for it - live it - just do it - fake it to you make it - if you can dream it, you can do it.
    Quote Originally Posted by Buddig View Post

    Skate, do strength training, eat healthy things, keep yuor mind healthy, open and clean, (don't fill it with bad news)
    Let the young people inspire you...
    / Henning
    Quote Originally Posted by CCCP View Post
    I want to enter college looking sexy as fuck for the ladies.

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    False

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    fake

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    practically

    the

    same

    word.

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