"shilo" poems - Hello Poetry

I want to live in Europe. I want to run in the Bavarian Forest. I want to be left in the English rain. I want to feel the Russian Frost. I want to skate in the Alps. I want to feel the French Luxury. I want to taste the Belgian Chocolates. I want to sleep in the European Palaces. I want to feel the Papacy Monastic. I want to feel the taste of French Cheese and Scottish Whiskey. I want to hear the Italian Piano. I want to read English Poetry. I want to hear the Spanish legends and don't forget the olive there ! I want to feel the magnificence of the Parisian Events. I want to swim in the Danube River. I want to be inspired by the fascinating paintings. I want to be amazed by the beauty of the churches there. I want to read about the greatness of the European History from there. I want to search in The Vatican Stores and Warehouses for answers I was looking for. I want to dream about reading the books that have been hidden in the Invisible Palace of Books in Berlin. I want to walk among the shelves of The National Library in London. I want to go shopping in the streets of Paris and Milan. I just want to be European, I want to live in Europe. - Shilo

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Aug 4, 2014

Aug 4, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC

SuperShilo

I want to live in Europe.

I want to live in Europe. I want to run in the Bavarian Forest. I want to be left in the English rain. I want to feel the Russian Frost. I want to skate in the Alps. I want to feel the French Luxury. I want to taste the Belgian Chocolates. I want to sleep in the European Palaces. I want to feel the Papacy Monastic. I want to feel the taste of French Cheese and Scottish Whiskey. I want to hear the Italian Piano. I want to read English Poetry. I want to hear the Spanish legends and don't forget the olive there ! I want to feel the magnificence of the Parisian Events. I want to swim in the Danube River. I want to be inspired by the fascinating paintings. I want to be amazed by the beauty of the churches there. I want to read about the greatness of the European History from there. I want to search in The Vatican Stores and Warehouses for answers I was looking for. I want to dream about reading the books that have been hidden in the Invisible Palace of Books in Berlin. I want to walk among the shelves of The National Library in London. I want to go shopping in the streets of Paris and Milan. I just want to be European, I want to live in Europe. - Shilo

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[Graverobber:] Drug market, sub-market, Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in. Blood market, love market, Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all. Zydrate comes in a little glass vial. [Shilo:] A little glass vial? [Support group:] A little glass vial. [Graverobber:] And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And when the gun goes off, it sparks And you're ready for surgery! [Support group:] Surgery! [Amber:] Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all! [Graverobber:] And amber sweet is addicted to the knife. [Shilo:] Addicted to the knife? [Support group:] Addicted to the knife. [Graverobber:] And addicted to the knife, She needs a little help with the agony. And a little help comes in a little glass vial In a gun pressed against her anatomy. And when the gun goes off, Ms. sweet is ready for surgery. [Graverobber and support group:] Surgery!

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Jun 4, 2014

Jun 4, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC

fenix-Flight

ZYDRATE ANATOMY

[Graverobber:] Drug market, sub-market, Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in. Blood market, love market, Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all. Zydrate comes in a little glass vial. [Shilo:] A little glass vial? [Support group:] A little glass vial. [Graverobber:] And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy. [Support group:] Hhh-hhh... [Graverobber:] And when the gun goes off, it sparks And you're ready for surgery! [Support group:] Surgery! [Amber:] Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Graverobber, graverobber, Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all! [Graverobber:] And amber sweet is addicted to the knife. [Shilo:] Addicted to the knife? [Support group:] Addicted to the knife. [Graverobber:] And addicted to the knife, She needs a little help with the agony. And a little help comes in a little glass vial In a gun pressed against her anatomy. And when the gun goes off, Ms. sweet is ready for surgery. [Graverobber and support group:] Surgery!

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I can't believe she's gone I still expect her to walk throught the front doors with our dog Shilo My dogs tail would be wagging her goofy tounge hanging out of her mouth My dad would go and embrace her in his warm bear hug Kissing her gently She would tell us about her run How the wind was so fierce How Shilo went chasing after deer in the park and how worried she was when she ran away But only to have her come bounding back over the frozen underbrush **** All I can think of now is my mom in that car listening to the iPod with the music pulsating into her ears Slowly drifting of into a never ending sleep Shilo would lay down between the seats, where her droopy dog eyes would slowly close to dream about chasing rabbits or deer in the park **** It's a never ending film that keep replaying in my sorrowed mind.

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Dec 8, 2014

Dec 8, 2014 at 8:14 PM UTC

Earthchild

December 8th 2014 6:13pm

I can't believe she's gone I still expect her to walk throught the front doors with our dog Shilo My dogs tail would be wagging her goofy tounge hanging out of her mouth My dad would go and embrace her in his warm bear hug Kissing her gently She would tell us about her run How the wind was so fierce How Shilo went chasing after deer in the park and how worried she was when she ran away But only to have her come bounding back over the frozen underbrush **** All I can think of now is my mom in that car listening to the iPod with the music pulsating into her ears Slowly drifting of into a never ending sleep Shilo would lay down between the seats, where her droopy dog eyes would slowly close to dream about chasing rabbits or deer in the park **** It's a never ending film that keep replaying in my sorrowed mind.

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