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RattlePills of all colors shine, For they're glazed - like candy Grow upon a blackened vine A warning too small to see.Rattle
Break it open to find bees, Without their stingers - painted stripes Like baby toys they rattle, With side effects to life
A bottle is for the baby, Your playtime has grown late, This rock will help you - Maybe It could - of course - sedate
A mortar for the brain, And poison for the pestle, A bee will fly again, Into my hive to nestle.
by ~van-to-the-e
Change in CupsIts asked for by all, Change please! We beg, But how to achieve this? Break them like eggs.Change in Cups
You cannot get coins without breaking a dollar You cannot get change without breaking a spine The support of oppression must be severed, Kill to get yours and I'll kill to get mine.
The man in rags politely dotes about, The men in tie has bloody hands, The man with love as a weapon - preach - Will swim in clothes on a southern beach.
So next time you ask - Don't. Demand - for its the only way. I don't need your change tomorrow - I need all you
by ~van-to-the-e
FormulaThe formula to unlocking the heart Is a problem that goes unsolved, Some strain and believe they've found their part, But I have found a new answer -Formula
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Mathematicians quarreled, botanists strained, Trying - hoping for the cure, That puts their hearts at pain no longer, The math I did was simple -
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It's not that hard - you fools! The problem - If it is one - Is no more. While you all cried for mercy, I just walked out the front door.
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by ~van-to-the-e
HarvestYou are my scarecrow forever, Propped in pose - sacred as straw. From your field you'll part but never. Nor will I - My fatal flawHarvest
Crops grow in surplus - for you. Thriving full of ife - and Eden shown. And I shall starve in your view, Virtue of your seed is never known.
Your crops I cannot taste, I must fly away, The wind I ride in haste, To my field today.
Wild flowers, fruits, trees all bloom here Your crops are trapped in rows there So why do I still return - Where I must starve myself - alone.
by ~van-to-the-e
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ciao bella.
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btw hey evan!
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love (over used- but still kicking),
becky
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ciao bella.
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"Laugh and the world laughs with you. Weep... and you weep alone"
Oh Dae-su (Old Boy)
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Am I the only motherfucker with a brain?
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