Bad Trip

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Just a freak of the weak

Getting sleazy comes easy

When the beat is sick

And your about to peak

On heroin and mushrooms

Move out of my way I'm queasy

Get me to the bathroom quick

Wow! I am rushing too soon

The world is starting to fade

As the colors start to spin

Insane I am tripping daisies

Don't let anyone come in

Reality is too real a shade

My mind is actually shimmering

Stop looking at me crazy

I can see Never Never Land

Where's Peter Pan?

I am not sure if I can talk

My name is what

I'm sinking in quicksand

Don't think I can walk

Cops? So what?

A night in jail is all I will spend

No big deal

So get off my high

What's your deal

I think your paranoid

I've got the power

I'm ten feet tall

I will be high forever

Nothing else really matters

Think I will climb the water tower

Did I just fall

I

I never

I never thought 

I'd splatter

I'm dead! I see my body splattered on the sidewalk.  Hey! That guy just walked by and kicked my eyeball!! 

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Curse of the Damned

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This is the story of the lost and the damned
Loved nobody and misplaced their faith
Sold their souls so their integrity got slammed
A few were kinda dark and cool
But mostly they were crazy and kinda scary
If you thought they considered you a friend you were a fool
{and one was a serious closet fairy}
For them the world was a cruel shade of blue
Reckoning their sins came at a very high cost
More than this outlaw crew
Could stand to bare, being so cursed and lost
I am not sure if they ever came to realize
They were the reason for their own demise
But really they long ago lost hope
They were just too fucking broke and strung out on dope
Bad Billy peed on the wall
LaLa & Greg ran from the law
And really that is what started it all:

JT did wicked tattoos
Or sold poetry in smoke, you choose
Jason was just no damn good
Started a horrible war simply because he sucked
With his friend Stacy, who was totally misunderstood
He was a dog and thought he was fucked
Mark turned out to be the big theif
Jeff would always be kinda weird and shady
Stef remained in disbelief
To truth.... (and Carla was no lady
She was a sneak and a liar to boot)
Rachel told endless stupid lies
Joe had a job and thought he was cute
Sammy's brain was completely fried
Big Jamie went to jail and found God
Mike was a sociopath, a ZERO
Jimmy played leader to this squad
Jamie ended being no one's hero
Duane was a naked drinker so he had to fight like a pit bull
And Tom was just a serious bitch
Michelle at least was always cool
Steve broke both legs and once flipped his car in a ditch....

This was the crew that made a black pact
With Satan himself, to attend the Monsters Ball
A frightening and horrible fact
To all the world that wished only to see them fall
They sent this last wake up call
Life was hard enough they wished to say
So that is why they met that night and had a suicide ball
The music stopped that dark day
So, fuck you that's all

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Monster

Hey Monster
They say your sexy
A real manhunter

Beautiful Monster
I see you looking at me

~~So, Monster
What do you see?
A girl who maybe drank
Too much liquor?

Beautiful Monster
Why aren't you smiling?

Neither am I
Monster--
Are you hating me
And do you concur
That your just like me
Why must you lure
Them into your world
If your not happy? Maybe you'd prefer
To not be a Monster
And just be her?

If you weren't just my reflection
Would you still be a Monster
     Or just me?

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Jason Morgan as Dirk Diggler (Porn star extraordinaire)

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 This is a short piece submitted by my eccentric, extremely strange friend, Jason Morgan aka Dirk Diggler.  Jason recently revealed his desire to become a middle aged porn star, and plans on pursuing this dream following the successful return from his quest to find a lost treasure...and what's a million between friends??


Quotes of Fleeb from Fleeberville - Porn the Ma,,,,ll



Porn and torn,
skinworn raw,
from fastness and from growing in ma
scapers salivate to mow the the new lawn
hot ed puss lore, walks through the door
with an all in sign,
for the front yard fountain that running behind,

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Whiskey Song

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this is
a sad song
of a lost girl
who already knew
she didn’t belong
little girl blue
fell til she bled
red stained tattoo
inside her soul
sleepless dreamer
retro emo-punk emulator
tiny monkey dancer
demented upside down clown
psycho misplaced anger
pink-love FOREVER craver
wedded bliss hooker
seriously headed into meltdown
you were tossed away
damaged goods, broken
mentally ill, drug thin
dark child of Tuesday
better in a coffin
doll rained in sin
fuck through the day
sing your whiskey
songs…..
sb

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Desperation

Watered down whiskey. Overflowing ashtray.  It's dawn and I fumble around for my leather jacket. I need to leave, because I just woke up, and I have no excuse to stay at this unfamiliar place. With a stranger who is sleeping naked beside me.  How could I expect anyone to forgive and forget all the bullshit drama I seem to need? Who is more pathetic, me or the masochistic motherfucker who wants to love me still? My life makes me want to vomit. Regrets and disgust. Headache. Morning cigarette. Public transportation.  I excuse myself from thinking.

Waiting for the world to change
Hoping to save
Her soul song a fate strange
Madness=mailine my pain
Slitip my razor
Shimmering slice of new dawn
In the absence of my soul 
My suffering spread
Hollow spirit
stained 

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Dying in a Moment

I am mortal like millions
But immortal like no one?

There is an equity in human death







PLAN A

You must not punish
   criminal intentions if a good thought
        leads sometimes to a crime

PLAN B

You can recover from a thought

But you cannot
from death

*LIFE IS ALL LIES

MURDERED

We live our life

and

we

go

dying not

noticed