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"angerous" poems
C old & cool A iry & abuzz N atural & noble A ppetizing & appealing D angerous & dandy A muck & AWESOME
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
Canada
A Friend? Just A Friend? But... but... there are so many that I all care so dearly about... -sigh- fine, I'll do it for someone that I care about and always write about anyways... :P Plus, I don't think he can ever get enough poetry written about him. ^^ yay for acrostics! Kind-hearted to the core. Independent. Young, yet so wise in mind... Underestimated. Kawaii! Irrisistable. Intimidating when he wants to be. Strong. Helpful to everyone. Incredibly caring. Dangerous bad boy only when it's just. ******* I think not. More like Angel.
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
Write About A Friend (Joe Coles Challenge)
RECORD: THIS TIME TOMORROW FROGMAN: THE KINKS Magenta: How fraking mental. Riff Raff: And also ANGEROUS of you.                You see, when I said that 'we' were to return to Ninetbeen,                I referred only to Magenta and myself.                I'm sorry, however, if you found The Word misleading,                but you see, you are to remain here,                in Thought, anyway. Dr. Everett Scott: Great heavens! That's a Colt .42! Riff Raff: Yes, Dr. Scott.                A Colt .42 capable of relaying a Time Spiral of Pure Confusions. Johnny Five: You mean, you're going to confturosel me?                         What's                         my                        crime? Dr. Everett Scott: You saw what became of the TEMPORAL EDDY.                              Brads and Janets must be prefected. Riff Raff: Exactly, Dr. Scott.                And now, Johnny Five,                your mono-ch[R]oine has come.                Say good-bye to all of this...                and hello to PROL-TARI-DOM! . . . ] Stephanie Speck: But you can't be con-a-fused.                                You're an alive. STOP: END'me'THOUGHT
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
The Letter-Ing: a chronospire of pure confrustration
RECORD: SMELLS LIKE CONTENT FROGMAN: THE BOOKS Johnny's: If these systems are upheld by Om-neeshent bEndgineers.                    It's helpful to keep in mind that I don't need a leader. There is no one that can lead me. Only I can do that. Only I can take myself out of the populated Data Deserts and Doldrums of Ninetbeen. -- Thrusher Swainson, Bear M.B. Johnny's: That helps.                   It gets pretty wHoley there anyway.                   And y'know, For Ninetbeen thousand years, Brads and Janets had shewed up and crashed and data'd on this forbidden planet, and now a swishstory of moments expected me to clean up after every One. I have to wash out and flatten my soopy-brains, and re-account for every drop of used mental toil. And I have to toe the bill for nuclear taste and churned memory banks and blue-tailed toxic sludge effortlessly received a regeneration before I was torn. -- You and Me and Everyone We See "The two aims of The Parties, Brads and Janets, are to conquer the whole reality of The Word and to relinquish once and for all the possibility of independent thought. crushing our brains as they go." -- Johnny's and Suzy's Johnny's: But really, I just don't want to end without a few angerous thoughts, I say. It's nothing anymore to have a beautiful stock body and mind. You see those Johnnys and Suzys that are completely stock Faery, right out of a Mother's showroom from 1980 to 2000, I always think: “what a chaste.” -- You and Me and Everyone We See Suzy's: Oh yeah,              and don't forget to STOP: TURN THOUGHT
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 5:25 PM UTC
The Letter-Ing: don't forget your wirth
RECORD: SMELLS LIKE CONTENT FROGMAN: THE BOOKS Johnny's: If these systems are upheld by Om-neeshent bEndgineers.                    It's helpful to keep in mind that I don't need a leader. There is no one that can lead me. Only I can do that. Only I can take myself out of the populated Data Deserts and Doldrums of Ninetbeen. -- Thrusher Swainson, Bear M.B. Johnny's: That helps.                   It gets pretty wHoley there anyway.                   And y'know, For Ninetbeen thousand years, Brads and Janets had shewed up and crashed and data'd on this forbidden planet, and now a swishstory of moments expected me to clean up after every One. I have to wash out and flatten my soopy-brains, and re-account for every drop of used mental toil. And I have to toe the bill for nuclear taste and churned memory banks and blue-tailed toxic sludge effortlessly received a regeneration before I was torn. -- You and Me and Everyone We See "The two aims of The Parties, Brads and Janets, are to conquer the whole reality of The Word and to relinquish once and for all the possibility of independent thought. crushing our brains as they go." -- Johnny's and Suzy's Johnny's: But really, I just don't want to end without a few angerous thoughts, I say. It's nothing anymore to have a beautiful stock body and mind. You see those Johnnys and Suzys that are completely stock Faery, right out of a Mother's showroom from 1980 to 2000, I always think: “what a chaste.” -- You and Me and Everyone We See Suzy's: Oh yeah,              and don't forget to STOP: TURN THOUGHT
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S...ensationally charged atmosphere. P...erfectly mannered fans. E...xceptional riding skills, no gears, no brakes, no fear. E...xcellent rapport between riders and the crowd, fans like to cheer. D...angerous sport, injuries kept minimal, within reason. W...orld Champions crowned at the end of the season. A...bsolutely awesome fights on the track. Y...outh riders, coming through, watch out Tai they're at your back. G...reat day out for the family, lots of fun. P...oland, Sweden, Germany, Cardiff , stadiums galore under cover or open to the sun.
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:14 AM UTC
SPEEDWAY
Im Depressed smiles are fading the memories are blurring r.i.p to my feelings and r.i.p to whoever wants to know me I'm Empty i lost the best part of me i lost my personality I'm Angry this fire is inside me wanting to snap at everyone i see not wanting to think only wanting to scream I'm Dangerous don't try and get closer to me i will **** you with my hate speak my evil mind abd my demented lies Im D.E.A.D and I'm nothing more
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
D.E.A.D