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god is the devil and the devil is bob god is the devil and the devil is bob god is the devil and the devil is bob GOD THE DEVIL AND BOB today, bob was trying to help 3 people who looks up and around and the first man tom’s case, it was the fascination with neon lights this made his head spin around and around, and it wasn’t the usual headspinning that every adult faces from time to time, it was psychotic this really bugged tom, and bob said, could this be god annoying you and tom said, dunno mate and went away singing god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically GOD THE DEVIL AND BOB WHO IS THE FORCE The 2nd bloke was harry and when he looked up, it was more weird than tom’s you see he would look up at the sky saying, take me now, almighty GOD and bob said have you thought about being positive rather than talking about death and harry said, shut up, life isn’t working for me, how i would hope, so shut up if you tell me to live my fucken life, I CAN’T STAND YA and harry went away singing god is the devil and death sounds nice god is the devil and death sounds nice god is the devil and death sounds nice GOD THE DEVIL AND THE MIGHTY DEATH TONES and our final bloke was brian, who was told, he has a looking up disorder, which was so queer he could have a brain tumor, and brian’s mate suggested that brian goes to have a brainscan to see if there is any abnormalities in his brain , which could be causing the look ups and like tom, it was a fascination with neon signs, brian wanted a medication to get rid of the look ups so he can PARTY, and get rid of this crazy person lookup disorder and bob said it could be the buddhist god (buddha)or it could be athena working on brian’s brain, it could be the dreaded force, where you are forced to show abnormalities in the brain, brian went away saying perhaps that is true, and sang god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god the devil, and bob, the almighty bob delahunty
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
god the devil and bob, being forced by the FORCE to look up, i had it, i am brian
god is the devil and the devil is bob god is the devil and the devil is bob god is the devil and the devil is bob GOD THE DEVIL AND BOB today, bob was trying to help 3 people who looks up and around and the first man tom’s case, it was the fascination with neon lights this made his head spin around and around, and it wasn’t the usual headspinning that every adult faces from time to time, it was psychotic this really bugged tom, and bob said, could this be god annoying you and tom said, dunno mate and went away singing god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically god is the devil and the devil is the force moving my head cosmically GOD THE DEVIL AND BOB WHO IS THE FORCE The 2nd bloke was harry and when he looked up, it was more weird than tom’s you see he would look up at the sky saying, take me now, almighty GOD and bob said have you thought about being positive rather than talking about death and harry said, shut up, life isn’t working for me, how i would hope, so shut up if you tell me to live my fucken life, I CAN’T STAND YA and harry went away singing god is the devil and death sounds nice god is the devil and death sounds nice god is the devil and death sounds nice GOD THE DEVIL AND THE MIGHTY DEATH TONES and our final bloke was brian, who was told, he has a looking up disorder, which was so queer he could have a brain tumor, and brian’s mate suggested that brian goes to have a brainscan to see if there is any abnormalities in his brain , which could be causing the look ups and like tom, it was a fascination with neon signs, brian wanted a medication to get rid of the look ups so he can PARTY, and get rid of this crazy person lookup disorder and bob said it could be the buddhist god (buddha)or it could be athena working on brian’s brain, it could be the dreaded force, where you are forced to show abnormalities in the brain, brian went away saying perhaps that is true, and sang god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god is the devil and the devil is the look ups god the devil, and bob, the almighty bob delahunty
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lookup in the sky is it a bird no is it a plane indeed it is a paper wasp with polka dot wings
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
Paper Wasp
When we can understand after we consume too much everything you no longer need or we don't have to know – technology that drives us all the crazier, lovers who end up hating each other, fictional romance stories and idol figures, forest destruction, environmental pollution, riots, the roar of caged animals; I saw the news of an elephant calf reported to have died with an entangled trunk his eyes lookup into our minds, increasingly miserable workers for a small fee, the state moves people like pawns; beautiful and charming thief, elegant wife and luxury overcrowded prison, slum dweller, unemployment, and a man old enough to love graves. These things, and more, in content shows life swinging on a rotten axis. But they left a little hope to drown out a little mess or intentionally making noise on the show, we have to pay for ourselves every day, in the smartphone screen. A flying bird and around the roof of the house as a symbol of death against human conscience, above he shouted, “Love me again!” such as vehicles and pollution who came on time, and the city awaits them. On the shop front, water runs high, people laughing happily and the flowers wither away in rainy season who came again. Is there any form of sadness other than things that are no longer useful, for those of us who are speechless?
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Nov 20, 2021
Nov 20, 2021 at 6:14 AM UTC
The Story Of The Sadness
maybe someday we'll find each other making wishes and counting stars when we lookup watching the moon maybe we'll see one another with all our flaws all our scars all our broken promises all our fears maybe someday we'll find each other making wishes and counting stars i love you for who you are there's no where else i'd rather be than in your arms
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Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 11:57 AM UTC
from across the room
Standing overlooking nothing With nothing before me Everything within my fingertips Everything I built Everything I worked for Standing on the precipe of meaning And indifference I miss you And I wish I had more memories But it's mostly a blur Merry christmas Bah humbug I lookup at your planes Your legacy And me I meant to get your recipes It's too late I will keep going
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Dec 20, 2023
Dec 20, 2023 at 11:33 PM UTC
I miss my dad
Lookup up to the sky A single raindrop invades your eye You blink away the swell As you let in the devil She begins to eat your flesh You bones withstand the test “Must be a dream” Your lips open to scream Another drop, another devil Scream and run and flail Your skin becomes thirsty, pale Pray to your god, ask for help Surely he’s there He’s the only one to save you Grab onto the rod Drop to your knees Pay all the necessary fees You’ll certainly be fine Tonight the devils dine
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
Look Up
I have this mountain to climb It's a rocky relationship I keep trying hopefully to lookup I descend   It's a repeated downwards slope You know that I will always love you This winding path you taking is directionless It's a dark road, devoid of light You keep throwing punches at the world Your emotions must be in a constant fight. Open your eyes Please don't ever lose sight the biblical morals I instilled in you It should be glowing and shining bright It's supposed to be infinite I first-hand know life's not easy It will always be an endless plight I was truly hoping you would never lose your innocence This was a lying might You growing up The choices in life will become more I'm left praying daily for you Hoping you always choose the option that is right. I will always be here Whenever your heart cannot find The love that is needed To keep the darkness within you aligned
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Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 12:18 PM UTC
Parental Thoughts
I hear it was the whistling towards a white woman, that got you killed, face beaten in like a castrated mummy. They stopped you because they did not want to take the blame. Oh! how they killed you because they hated themselves, used a lie to send you to your grave in the most horrible way. Blood stains the Coliseum doors. Now history repeats, everyone getting killed like Till. Dead Black bodies dropping down on the streets. Shout all of their names 3 times! They were innocent Black people, but 5-0 thought otherwise. Police took away precious black lives of men, women, and children. I know I’m guilty of it too, but not like them. Stop the killing! Stop the racism! Freeze! Black people are no longer enslaved, We no longer wear those chains just to be painted gold. Now once upon a time not too long ago, A ***** like myself had to strong arm a *** Hold your golden-black crown high Black woman Black woman What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see the strength and heart of the warrior Afrekete? Is your head held up high, for a crown to rest? And be dubbed black queen, mother of life, educator of black intelligence Do you see your dark skin as it dances and befriends the night, kisses the sun and absorbs black power day in and day out? Do you see those wide hips, big bust, big **** and big lips? Never will you say that those precious gifts from descendant Saartjie Baartman are a curse. Black woman Black woman what do you see when you look at you Lookup! Lookup I say. See that melanin on fleek, that no one would dare to compete with. Black woman do you see us? Ancestors who stand before you, behind you and beside you. Give birth to a Black nation Do you see that within the mirror? The blood and shadows of a warrior queen. Black Lives Matter, I cried Pull up your pants They would say And WE won’t shoot Black men in 1920’s suits Left dead or in jail Black mothers cried, I cried M.L.K has arisen and died
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Apr 3, 2022
Apr 3, 2022 at 3:54 PM UTC
Dear Emmett Till
I hear it was the whistling towards a white woman, that got you killed, face beaten in like a castrated mummy. They stopped you because they did not want to take the blame. Oh! how they killed you because they hated themselves, used a lie to send you to your grave in the most horrible way. Blood stains the Coliseum doors. Now history repeats, everyone getting killed like Till. Dead Black bodies dropping down on the streets. Shout all of their names 3 times! They were innocent Black people, but 5-0 thought otherwise. Police took away precious black lives of men, women, and children. I know I’m guilty of it too, but not like them. Stop the killing! Stop the racism! Freeze! Black people are no longer enslaved, We no longer wear those chains just to be painted gold. Now once upon a time not too long ago, A ***** like myself had to strong arm a *** Hold your golden-black crown high Black woman Black woman What do you see when you look in the mirror? Do you see the strength and heart of the warrior Afrekete? Is your head held up high, for a crown to rest? And be dubbed black queen, mother of life, educator of black intelligence Do you see your dark skin as it dances and befriends the night, kisses the sun and absorbs black power day in and day out? Do you see those wide hips, big bust, big **** and big lips? Never will you say that those precious gifts from descendant Saartjie Baartman are a curse. Black woman Black woman what do you see when you look at you Lookup! Lookup I say. See that melanin on fleek, that no one would dare to compete with. Black woman do you see us? Ancestors who stand before you, behind you and beside you. Give birth to a Black nation Do you see that within the mirror? The blood and shadows of a warrior queen. Black Lives Matter, I cried Pull up your pants They would say And WE won’t shoot Black men in 1920’s suits Left dead or in jail Black mothers cried, I cried M.L.K has arisen and died
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