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7/29/2010 3:17:42   
The Bansheebot
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Blackhole

Spinning turning
Sucked in,
Spurning you
through the black hole you dragged me into.

Drugged up
Feel stoned
I know I'm not
Where have you brought me?
What have you done to me?

Since you left
my heart imploded
The mass of my love for you
created a black hole.

No amount of matter can fill it.

< Message edited by The Bansheebot -- 7/29/2010 3:20:24 >
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8/13/2010 4:29:32   
The Bansheebot
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 Beach

I've always grown up on the run
so to say, rather,
I've done my time movin' around
I feel like I've never spent an hour
in the same spot and it drives me crazy,
I can't stop and listen to the birds singin'
makes me feel dazed enough to be poppin' up daisies.

Never a lot of time to chill,
makes me feel chilly when I think about
all the cheap thrills I won't be missin'.
But I feel like it makes you folks get broken
seeing kids get knocked up, smashed, and baked
like an overbaked space cake.

But in the end it's all just a beach
a long endless tidal wave of sand
and everyone just acts like a leech
a parasite
living in a world where relaxin'
won't get you nowhere
and you'll just drown in the high tide.
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10/20/2010 20:08:41   
The Bansheebot
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 Ambition

I got ambition and that's what keeps me going.
Like a fiery fire burning inside me I would think I would be glowin'.
And everything I touch starts cookin like a cake,
and I can make masterpieces.

It's true that I'm only a teenaga'
but I'm really feeling that mad cabin feva',
Just like the Muppets in their own Treasure Island,
Right now I'm dreaming of living on Long Island.

Everything I attempt comes real, if it was meant to.
Everything that I dream,
I dream with vigour and effort to recreate it
to make everything I ever wanted, happen.
Yes it's true, I might have too much zeal,
maybe I'm a bit ambitious to be making my own seams
But with passion comes emotion, and from emotion comes action,
Lets see if you can figure out all these themes.

While b.O.b pretends of airplanes,
you can bet that you'll see me makin' em.
Like the world's John Galt I could design whole cities
And like the world's Jesus, I could save people without pity
But please, don't treat me like a dictator,
Cause it's really my ambition that just makes me greater.




Reason for edit PM'ed -Fleur Du Mal.

< Message edited by Fleur Du Mal -- 11/5/2010 15:31:12 >
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11/4/2010 18:08:53   
The Bansheebot
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 My Own Giant

You know it's hard to say my thoughts
cause I feel like they all been spoken already
by all the first rate people and their mastery
over poesy. Just remember, my name ain't Joe,
you see?

Whenever I start out speaking, I start feeling
like a rabbit in a battle against a giant, feeling
like David and Goliath except I ain't a shepherd boy
guided by the Holy Ghost,
instead I'm just a boy, no sling, no stones, no hope.

So I'm standing here, chokin' up, shaking in fear
Caught in a minefield and the birds aren't singing here.
I've gotta pinch myself, snap out of it, get myself
out of this comatose state please.

Everything's been said already, so where do I begin?
See already, I'm singing the record player's tune,
stuck on repeat
stuck on repeat
stuck on repeat.

You know I'm not nasty, you know I'm not candy,
You know I'm not a supervillain, man that'd be illin'.
You know I was bad at Pacman, and man am I a skinny
white lazy middle class good for nothing piece of trash.

So I'm standing here, chokin' up, shaking in fear
Caught in a minefield and the birds aren't singing here.
I've gotta pinch myself, snap out of it, get myself
out of this comatose state please.

Hard to make a name for myself when I can't bear to say it
I guess that's why them big folks all have alien aliases, innit.
So when you see me, please, treat me like a disease,
catch it, bin it, kill it, whenever you sneeze.

Even though my name is John
and even though I'm the bansheebot,
forget all the image all the setting all the crayon-drawn houses
This is what I am.
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