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They were released upon the world
Dancing that dance
Infused,
Rhythm,
Feet
Danced propelled them unto others
For all would dance the funk,
Feet would move to the beat,
For nothing could escape
The funk, zombies and their beat
Rap,
Classical,
Metal
Died that day all that was danced was
"The funk"
For all would move feet, hands, thumbs
"To the funk"
None could escape the funk moves
Bad as hell, but addictive as crack,
Everyone was doing the
"Funk"
Beware the rhyme, as no one will
Escape the tune. All will dance badly
Till they fall, too that which contaminated the world **"the funk"
inspired by this :)
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=everyday+i%27m+shuffling&FORM;=VIRE1#view=detail∣=D11259EA28ACA9507C73D11259EA28ACA9507C73
When I walk in the street I feel like I always have to hold my breath as I pass people.
When I'm in a crowded place I litrally freak out because I always feel like around people something bad happens to me.
Am I weird ??
I look at people sometimes and I'm like how the hell do they get it to always be this happy.
I look at relationships sometimes and I'm like how the **** can u be so inlove with someone and get along.
I look at friends and I'm like they trust each other??
Am I weird?
I sometimes stare at the mirror and then start to cry when I think.
I want something so bad but when its here I don't want it anymore.
Am I weird ?
I'm scared to get attached to someone.
Am I weird?
I don't really think I'm weird or anything I just think I have been dissapointed too much...
#hurt #weirdness #dissapointments
#people
In west Virginia, they do things different
they don't want to advance too soon
if you don't believe me let me take you
to a west Virginia emergency room

deer hair sutures for stitching you up
then a duct tape bandage on your wound
redneck responses by physicians
doc needs a break to spit in the spittoon

this one is in critical condition
this poor feller has run out of luck
doctor redneck turns to mention
"go get my gun out of my truck"
 Jan 2015 lost in thought
Hinata
Ringing,
Why is it ringing?
Why is it that all I hear is ringing?
Why couldn't it be singing?
Why couldn't I hear the smooth jazz or the weeping lullaby of songs?
Why couldn't it be the sweet nightmares of songs that have been sung?
Ringing,
Why is it ringing?
Why couldn't it be you?
Where did you go suddenly and out of the blue?
Why couldn't it be you who is with me?
Instead all I hear is this ringing.
Ringing,
Why is it ringing?
Saw a challenge and decided to do it, my ears are ringing
 Jan 2015 lost in thought
Creep
Take a moment...
and just listen.





now here's a challenge (that you can do if you'd like):
write about what you hear. post it and tag it as ##whatihear. this is open to interpretations. comment below if you made on and i'll check it out ^^
i think that sometime we get so involved in ourselves that we forget about our surroundings, where we are, who we are, what we r doing, others...
so take a moment and listen...
comment below on what you hear...

the song for this poem?
the music that surrounds you.
Hey everyone,

I'd like to propose a challenge.

Grab a book, any book, and open to page 49.
6th line.
5th word.
Make a poem, and use that word as its title.
Be sure to make sense, and relate the topic to title!

Tag your poems as bookpoemchallenge so I can check them out. I'll be sure to like, comment, add to collection, share the poems which I enjoyed reading.
Best of luck.
Please like and share this so it will trend and more and more people join on this lovely challenge!
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