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    Pixie in the Playground
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    Dec 2009
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    Default Bored At Work...Poetry

    I just realized there is an Arts and Crafts section. This was originally posted under Friendly Banter but deserves to be here.


    So I'm sitting here at work super bored (even though I have done work today) and no one else is coming in it seems. I'm just overseeing the people here. Cool, I guess.

    I went on my old Livejournal account and was reading over some Poetry and Songs I wrote when I was 16 and thought I'd post them and see what people think.

    Here goes...


    Stone Etchings forming An Affidavit

    Goodbyes are overrated
    And machine guns hear my prayers
    I wish I just could fake it
    Not be aware of the shining glare
    Then again I hear that voice
    My love, I've come for you
    Undertones of melancholy melodramatic primadonnas
    Masculine inferiority for masochist majority
    And forgetting weeping willows
    That cover the grave site where ye lay
    This Armageddon grants submission
    Let's watch the children play in disarray
    Some see me as pessimistic
    Others know my bitter optimism
    All you need to know is that
    Helmets were made to restrict your hair from flowing in mid-air
    And Steilacoom Boulevard has no idea
    what's about to hit it, and nor do I
    Imagery is for girls
    Real men already know.


    Timeless

    It was all decided when
    I had no clue what life had to offer
    So innocent, So miniscule, So gullible, So alive
    Frolicking the day away thinking I’d last forever
    Time is infinite but I am not

    I’m just an obscure chorus from an obscure song
    I’m just an obscure voice from an obscure lung
    The last time I saw you, you said “I’ll see you later”
    But I swear, under your breath I heard goodbye forever

    Everybody wants to be noticed but nobody tries
    Thinking you can always wait it out
    (yeah, you’ll have your chance yet)
    Patience is a virtue and a waste of time
    Patience is a virtue and a waste of time

    I’m just an obscure chorus from an obscure song
    I’m just an obscure voice from an obscure lung
    The last time I saw you, you said “I’ll see you later”
    But I swear, under your breath I heard goodbye forever

    Now is better than never
    And now doesn’t mean whenever
    Now is better than never
    And now doesn’t mean whenever
    I never know if I’ll have another chance

    I’m just an obscure chorus from an obscure song
    I’m just an obscure voice from an obscure lung
    The last time I saw you, you said “I’ll see you later”
    But I swear, under your breath I heard goodbye forever

    I’m just an obscure life that soon will be long gone

    I want to stand the test of time
    All I want to do is live life chasing my dreams
    Chase your dreams

    Try and tell me one thing that’s better than this
    Tell me one thing that’s better than this
    That’s better than this
    Better than this
    This


    The Diary of Madge Oberholzer

    It's 10 pm, well into darkness
    The sun set on my daily practice
    As soon as I can get out of this place
    I'll settle down, with oh so good taste

    *Barber Shops and fast food places
    *Auto Shops and routine faces
    *I'll bite my tongue, forgive our fathers
    *We're getting by, the best way we know how

    A life in dept, trapped in
    a studio apartment
    A mother wept, she wished that
    you'd be better off than this
    I will regret, one night stands
    and a cavalier flashback on my youth
    So the story goes, I died for
    you on the cross
    I bring you faith, when you can't even
    trust the ones you love the most

    *Broken backs, and lotto tickets
    *Garage sales, and New York Yankees
    *I have a feeling that this will not last
    *We're getting by, the best way we know how

    City lights, and downtown theatres
    Pharmacies and compact parking spaces
    An open bathroom door, I kissed that whore
    It's almost four, and my back is, oh so sore
    But tomorrow doesn't wait, and
    brick walls will not break
    Street signs are my smartest friends
    And over the hill is 25, it's great

    *Nicotine, and fancy purses
    *Weathermen, and scenic golf courses
    *The world will end, and we both know it
    *We're getting by, the best way we know how


    So yeah, if for some reason you want some more (I have a lot) poems or songs from my past or recently written....let me know.
    Last edited by Puppychowguy; 2010-02-08 at 09:31 PM.

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