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 Apr 2014 Alex Vice
Cory Meece
I think it's ridiculous guys apparently have to text first
GIRLS ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS TYPE "HI" YOU'RE HEART WON'T BURST
 Apr 2014 Alex Vice
DAEJR
Dye the ***** water with contaminates:
                         Blue #1,
                                                  and Sucralose, too.

Bend over to spray
                         the rotting road-**** with perfume.

Perfect the recipe
                         for what was fleshed and fruited
                                                  from animals and plants.

Photoshop the starved and diseased
                         with smiles
                                                  and beautiful bodies.

Clothe the *****
                         with lingerie, with heels,
                                                  and with stones.

Paint the roses red.
                         We paint the white roses red.
                                                  We’re painting the white roses red!
I really like to read poems all the time
but its sad to say how few actually rhyme
a lot of your poems i tend to find boring
when they honestly should leave me adoring

So if your up for the challenge
and want to show me your talent
then spit out a good rhyme
way beyond its time

So make me feel like im singing a song
with ever last word i stumble upon
so go now no time to waste
spit out those rhymes in great haste

P.S. please avoid copy and paste
 Apr 2014 Alex Vice
raw with love
in the end,
we're all
reduced
to
                                                                                
                                                                           *"time of death"
its better to be hated
then loved for who you are not
stay true to yourself
 Apr 2014 Alex Vice
Ogden Nash
I didn't go to church today,
I trust the Lord to understand.
The surf was swirling blue and white,
The children swirling on the sand.
He knows, He knows how brief my stay,
How brief this spell of summer weather,
He knows when I am said and done
We'll have plenty of time together.
 Apr 2014 Alex Vice
Shayda H
Neutrons, protons, croutons, electrons. Electronic. Electric. Electricity.
Creativity?
Negativity.
An electronic .
A psychotic electronic.
I don't want my body to become a piece of metal.
It doesn't make me feel settle.
I don't want wires to control my movement.
I don't want a computer as a brain.
If it rains outside, I would completely malfunction.
I am a human, with human thoughts an concerns.
I am a human with human feelings and a human body.
I have human body organs as well.
I guess it is interesting that humans are evolving.
But I also find it to be a mess.
What will happen when my human body parts and organs become replaced with computers and electronics that are controlled by the high class society and the government?
We will become robots;
An army for the government.
We will be forced to do however they please.
What about us?
Should we fuss?
Or should we not worry about the fact that we wont have the right to speak up any more?
We wont have feelings, thoughts and concerns.
We can't even control our own movement.
We can't even control our own choices.
It is all decided by them.
We don't have the right to know when something wrong is in sight.
And we can't say anything about it.
Say goodbye to human rights!
Say goodbye to freedom of speech!
Say goodbye to being human at all!
They don't care,
they don't want to feel powerless.  
So they take away everything that is important to us.
And you think that technology developing is cool
I would like to remain human.
I don't want to be part of the *Electronica!
A bit more of a rant than a poem.
Addiction is a real thing
South of the last thing... a grim dope
in the hopeless soap fiend
of a washing; where a mind dreams
but a head, thinks -
where a heart
stopped.

and we live
Unseen.
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