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| I wrote an poem; The Chaos Theory | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 10 2005, 01:46 PM (120 Views) | |
| RED&BLUE_SpiderMan | Feb 10 2005, 01:46 PM Post #1 |
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The final bout between red and Blue Blue is the airforce, and red is the Blood shed of the bed, on the way to dead, The word is like the word fuck, fucking its way to an duck Ready to explode when the Red and blue Chaos Theory breaks lose, Breaking boundaris and Fucking up Air, Serving up Dead body to the East of the Blair. The world is known to blow up anyday if the Terroizem is ready to grow up some way. Gods Creation is let lose, he will bring those that have Betrayed his word to an place Called Haties wich Red is in there..but you will not beable to see it Hell is like getting ur ass beat up in pitch black Dark Those that have Been obediant to Gods word will go to Heaven BLUE is the way of the day, it is like ur best day of ur days in Acentology. The wayz Liez in gods hand, he knows what you do befor u stand, you wer dying when u wer born, Growimng up and learning about the pole of folk Blues, Steaming ur head doesnt do much, But the Red and Blue chaos theory aint such as the Bunch of Carry weith Noobs of the Bloops of koops Underground world. The day lies in ur hands to pick either Red or Blue, But the chaos theory does not care, it Carrys the with of Share of the pain inside ur Staned Heart, with an Release of love, but it is Dark. leaving ur ways it like keeping ur head, it is more then an changing in personality unless you become Dead Keep the world Safe and stop making bombs, or the chaos theory Will become the lord of Conds, Leve it, or Retreave it, The Theory is all about the Fight, Gambling and the Achivement. Poem done Bye Red&Blue SpiderMan :ph43r: |
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| Ripley | Feb 11 2005, 06:49 AM Post #2 |
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This a poem or a "Rap"? Poems consist of Stanza's, n this is just one big callabaration of words and lines. Its nice though, relates to the world and the amount of crap going on in it. If you guys want, I can post some of my stuff on here
I'm no Poet Laurent, but I do enjoy writing poetry. Words of the soul
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I'm no Poet Laurent, but I do enjoy writing poetry. Words of the soul


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