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Intrigued But Nervous...I Need Advice From You Guys...AGAIN
Okay...Some guy that says he knows me, maybe from one of the clubs, but I have NO clue who he is...Sent me THIS...
One night in Erlanger long ago ... A braggant wind beats against my window the air is fresh with impending snow once tasted long ago in the solitude of a Mid-Western winter I was in a place where I was anonymous, condemned in the eyes of one hundred strangers I sought solace in the embrace of night and caught you out of the corner or my sight Deep sharp eyes burning like flames hot blood spilled against the cold Kentucky ground and melted into the soil like black snowflakes I have been writing this for one hundred years and I shall write it longer still No matter what the world will take from me this memory will stay forever like a ghost -Jon All that I know about him is that he's 31 and lives close to me I LOVE this poem... What should I do?...What would YOU do?...I feel kinda bad for not remembering this guy...But, if I forgot him, maybe there was a reason:confused: HELP!
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... ![]() If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be |
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He's a stalker, stay far away from this guy...
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Just meet up with him...Cut him..., it'll be fun.
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want me to rework that poem too ? :)
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You know John Keats?
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LMAO...Somehow, you guys are NOT helping:rolleyes:
:D
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... ![]() If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be |
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unless he shows up at your door with a free 40" screen TV and the Near Dark collectors edition.. i wouldnt lose any sleep over it.
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You know, someone wrote me something like that.....well not as weird though not long ago. My brother said it sounded like a stalker too. :eek:
In my case I doubt it, but here? Well I would be really really careful BR........ |
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they think they are the Groovy Ghoulies ! if nothing else these guys are sure to clog every drain in the house when they get around to washing the black hair dye out of their lids ! |
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... ![]() If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be |
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