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I will love you till the birds give up flying
Till eyes give up the habit of crying
I will love you till the cats make a truce with mice
Till probabilistic algorithm needs not a dice
I will love you till the Nile pours water into Victoria
I will love you more than war is cherished by any warrior
I will love you till Butterflies become caterpillars
And even if It's samson pushing the pillars
The pillars of my passion will never crumble
I will never change course even if I stumble
I will love you till the Doves stop to sing
Till entangled bees cease to sting
I will love you till the Sun grows cold
And the moon burns hot and grows old
I will love you till it snows in Hell
I will love you till Ants stop living in hills
Because I need you just as Snail needs her Shell
I will love you even when human heart no longer feels
I will love you till all African states unite
I will love you till old age steals my sight
I will love you till roads cease to have potholes
I will love you even after my destiny calls
I will love you till poems no longer rhyme
I will love you till the end of time
 Jul 2015 DaRk IcE
brandon nagley
As the medicine man waved his feather over mine body
                                      And kissed mine cheek
                             

                              I
                              K­new
                              Mine
                          ­    Soul
                              Was
                      ­        Leaving!!!

As I saw the medicine man in his dance below the clouds!!!
 Jul 2015 DaRk IcE
Chris
~

What is it that always brings
my thoughts back to you,
which seems a strange thing to ask
because they never seem to leave
regardless of what I might see
during the many hours
of my day

Open or closed eyes,
heat of the moment
or laid back and relaxed,
it is you that I am always
thinking about

Traffic jams stacked
with blowing horns,
exhaust fumes
and frustrated fist shakes
or slow drives on country roads,
windows down
on a cool spring day
with the radio playing

Long check out lines
at the super market
corralling crying children
(close to the candy)
fighting over the best seat
in the shopping cart
or a quick in and out
at a convenience store
for a cold six pack
and a bag of chips

Work, (need I say more)
which requires a certain
amount of concentration,
attending meetings and
going over spread sheets
or a day off piddling
around the workshop
building or fixing something
that doesn't really need to be
built or fixed

No matter what occupies my day
it is always you who occupies my mind
So, what is it that always brings
my thoughts back to you…
well, I guess my thoughts of you
would have to leave once in a while
for me to figure that one out
Always thinking about you Holly
 Jul 2015 DaRk IcE
brandon nagley
Her pain is mine misery
When her tears floweth I drown with them
I one day hope to find their cure
To take away her sins..
---

I have a friend
Who's leather tough
She exposes TRUTH
She knows her stuff!

She's been put through
Living hell
But her voice
Is like a bell

She talks a line
Of what's ahead
If she's dissed
Here's what she sez...

"There are those who fool around
With people's lives
and put them down

Laugh when they see people cry
And have their sport as others die

But you'd better think twice
As you make your bid
You're dealing with me
AND I'M A KING'S KID!

You think that's funny?
It's no joke
You'll see when your plans
Go up in SMOKE...

When the devil comes in
Just like a flood
I overcome with
Jesus' BLOOD

You'd better know
you incurr God's WRATH
When you harrass ME
Better do the MATH...

You don't go after ONE but THREE
You mess with the HOLY TRINITY!

I'm one Bad Baby!
That's no lie
How many times
Have you made me cry?

Yep. That's right. Not even once.
You can TRY but you're a DUNCE!

C'mon! Let's rumble! Cuz I'm game
But you'd best recall my NAME.

Bad Baby. Bad Baby! I'm the ONE
Got you STUMPED! Under the GUN!

Yeah... you'd best not mess with ME!
I'm protected by J.C.!

You know the one they call the CHRIST
He don't PLAY. PAYBACK IS ICE.

All your horses and all your men
Can't put you perps together again!

You had better get off your ride
Because folks you're on the
WRONG SIDE!!!

KINDNESS IS JOY IN AGE OR YOUTH
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW

AND THAT'S THE  T R U T H.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/31/2015
Talksboe show host Bad Baby
Tells the TRUTH on a telephone
Conference call. She's on Friday night @ 10pm eastern time US.
The phone number is 724 444 7444
The room number is 43503#
The pin is 1#

Tonight she's intervewing
Dr Betty Martini about the poison
That we consume daily - aspertame.

Bad Baby is a targeted individual

If have questions about this contact
Me via the site message system.
 Jul 2015 DaRk IcE
GaryFairy
thinking back to my unloving crimes
back then i was lost, and i was blind

back then i never believed in never

i didn't see your light that shines
i missed the love, i missed the signs

i never knew our ties would sever

if i could hold you just two more times
once for my heart, and once for my mind

in that moment i would live forever
when did i last spend a good time?

a second, a minute, an hour, a day
one undiluted, unmixed, pure, and raw,

a good time, truly good, without a flaw.

was it those moments of ******* height
when sans one sense, all else was dark night

or the time spent brief in her warm embrace
seeking her moons reading map on her face

it could be the while when a gust of joy
made this heart shine like a boy

a flashing streak of event that lit up the soul
from pieces of fragments revealed the whole

getting from a girl her kiss of innocence
drench with her in first summer rains

reaching a heaven from far firmament
by a smile from the boy a dime i lent

turning that page of a now lost time
when this mind first chanced upon a rhyme

they rush like tide set me to brood
from the budding child to the aging manhood
where in the memory now thick with grime
lies hidden the passing of the last good time!
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