(177.)I Hope It's You
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Looking for hope, and I hope it's you.
Sadly going down, down with the flu.
Infected myself, myself with love.
Wandered the world, even the world above.
Found my dear, so dear to me.
Loving every moment with her, my love for her to see.
God I love that girl so much, give up so much for her such.
She is my pillar of good, o so good to touch.
Wish I could see it, but it's too far.
So I drive the world over, over my car.
Singing this song for that girl, girl you're a goddess.
Though I admit, O I admit I admit to confess.
I love you girl more than I let on, so let me on.
Because I'm fading from this place, so come to this place before it's gone.

(178.)I Don't Know
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I don't know.
Why the wind doth blow.
Why I feel weak when she comes near.
But I just do my dear.
Maybe it's her pretty face?
I'd be shallow if that's the case.
But it can't be.
For can't you see?
She comes near and I feel great.
She breaks down my wall of pity and hate.
Why I love her?
I don't know for sure.
Maybe it's her sweet loving self.
But I liked her before I chose to delve,
Into her soul.
But she still makes me whole.
Why o why does my heart go?
I just don't know.

(179.)Capitalism
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I own it all.
I run this town,
from the large to the small.
I am the kingpin.
The world spins how I like it.
I own the devil, I am above sin.
God bows before my feet.
I am the best.
I can't be beat.
Everything walks to the sound of my drums.
For I own all, I see all.
From the hills to the slums.
You cannot hide from me peasant.
For if you run,
Your life will become unpleasant.
Corrupt is the system I run.
But the man to tell you that,
Was just killed by my gun.

(180.)Different
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They threw me in the shadows.
Spit on me.
Screamed that I'm a monster.
I don't want to be that thing.
That thing I am.
Because it makes people scream at me.
Run in fear from me.
I hate myself.
I hate them.
I hate being me.
Why am I shunned?
Why am I chased away?
What did I do to deserve this?
Is it because.....I'm different?
What's so different about me?
I'm just an individual!
Yeah that's it.
Individually different.....
This is why I cry myself to sleep.
This is why I cry every waking moment.
Why people scream when they see me.
Why I scream when I look in a mirror.
Because I'm different.

(181.)Candace
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Drama queen.
Often loud and obscene.
She'll do anything to be the center of attention.
And she screams if you mention,
Anything that's embarrassing to her.
Though it never occur.
Maybe it's just all in good fun?
No need to turn away and shun.
She pushes away her friend.
It'll be her own sad end.
Always trying to harm those near.
My mother believes she may be a bit queer.
But I know, it's just because she’s lonely.
She thinks she's the one and only.
But if you drive all those close to you away.
It'll come back to haunt you on some cold day.

(182.)Ecoli
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Ecoli please die.
You mass-produce like crazy.
You infect too much.

(183.) Come Close
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Come close.
I'll tell you a story of dread and pain.
Of monsters and Goblins and other wondrous things.
Some of which may drive a man insane.
But I'll tell you this story with the greatest care.
With no horror nor fright.
I'll instead tell you a story of joy.
So that you can lay your little head to rest at night.
But there will still be suspense.
O yes plenty of that.
So gather close my dearies.
Let me put on my story telling hat.
For this story begins,
Inside your little heads.
The monster comes in if you have no hat.
They use your soft skull for their beds.
I brought you here for them to feed.
Don't run my dear.
If you do they'll be more violent.
And the pain, o it will, it will seer
Where's the joy in all this you wonder?
Well look at the monsters faces, filled with joy.
It's as if it were Christmas.
And you're its new toy.

(184.) Insane?  I Think Not.
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As the man cocks his head to the side.
He feels pure joy and hatred inside.

Revenge is upon this hapless soul in front of him.
Tears in the mans eyes begin to brim.

Holding the axe high above his head.
He knows the man will soon be dead.

Revenge for what you wonder?
Let me think and ponder.

Nothing really.
Now isn't that silly?

I guess I just don't like his outfit.
Or maybe it was the way he chose to sit.

I don't know.
But before he chose to go.

I pulled him into this dark room.
Slammed the door with a loud boom.

Hit him hard, hard as I can.
I'm going to kill, kill this man.

With my two hands oh so pure.
Maybe his death will be my cure.

Hack once, hack twice.
Now isn't this nice?

His arm falls unto the floor.
I turn and walk to the door.

I open it and see, a woman, she's pretty.
O it's pity.

Guess I'll have to clean house again.
Do you think....is this a sin?

Something so fun, no it can't be.
For can't you see?

God said I have the right.
There's no need for her to fight.

Death incarnate.
I am so innate.

Insane I am you think?
Now my self-esteem will sink.

FOR THIS YOU BASTARD YOU SHALL DIE!
For you made poor little me cry. =*(

So come here,
For the end is near.

(185.) Perfect
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You want creepy?
Read this at night, while you're sleepy.
I am that thing that lurks past you in the dark.
Who am I you hark?

I am perfect pain and pleasure.
Incomparable evil with no measure.

When you stand in the dark at night.
I creep up right in your sight.
But you can't see me, on no.
Through rain, sleet, or snow.

I am perfect pain and pleasure.
Incomparable evil with no measure.

I am the thought at the back of your mind.
When you're walking and you won't look behind.
On the way home.
You shall hear me tome.
I creep along your skin.
I am the greatest sin.

I am perfect pain and pleasure.
Incomparable evil with no measure.

When you're alone.
I'm there, but won't let on.
I watch you when you sleep.
I'm there every time you make a peep.
Scared of me?
You should be.

I am perfect pain and pleasure.
Incomparable evil with no measure.

I will be there when you die.
Hell, I'll be the reason why.
So hide in fear.
For I am always near.
I'm staring at you as you read this.
That was my silent hiss.
Next time you close yours eyes in pain.
I will seep farther into your brain.

I am perfect pain and pleasure.
Incomparable evil with no measure.

FEAR ME.

(186.) I'm Sorry
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I write this apology.
I went to far, I know, I see.

My hand crept nearer and nearer.
My intentions became clearer and clearer.

I'm sorry I did that.
But there my hand sat.

So soft and so sweet.
Their feel really can't be beat.

But I'm sorry I did it.
I was wrong, I admit.

Though you must confess.
It felt good as I began to caress.

You seemed to enjoy it too.
I know, I heard you coo.

But I am very very sorry.
So don't worry.

I will not do it anymore.
Unless it is what you ask for.

Naughty hands are the devils workshop.
I'm sorry, I did not try to stop. =(

It felt so good.
I knew it would.

But I am sorry Honey Bunny.
Because my hands were a bit too runny.


(187.) Let Me Count The Ways
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That last one was a bit too brash.
Too punctual and a rehash.
I'll write you a REAL love poem.
One that I can actually show em.
I think I recall,
If I can recollect at all.
A poem that once went,
(sorry if the line is a bit spent)
O the ways I love thee, let me count
But for me to count?  There are to many for me to mount.
So instead I'll give a summary,
a short little list for you to see.
I love your eyes because when I look into them, I see the world.
Neigh! The entire galaxy, swirled.
Into a beautiful mesh of blue.
O and do I love that hue.
I love your hair,
may I smell it?  Do I dare?
For it is long and elegant as it falls over your shoulder.
ooo it makes me shiver and long to hold her.
I love your smile, for it drives me inside.
It breaks me free and shows everything I hide.
From cheek to cheek.
From peak to peak.
Perfection.
*laughs* this gives me an....Yea well. *cough*
I love your shyness when I touch your tummy.
I'm sorry but I have too, it's so yummy.
You blush,
You shush.
I tickle you more.
You giggle to the floor.
I love your kiss.
It puts me in sweet bliss.
I love your rump! ^.^
It is quite plump.
You'll hate me mentioning that.
But remember on the chain you sat? =p
I love you, for all you are.
Please follow me down this road of life, follow me far.
I love you Kassi.
And I will always love you, I guarantee.
I'm not done counting the ways I love you.
But I'm done with this poem, and now, you are too.

(188.) Perplexing Love
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Love perplexes me to no end.
I don't know whether to receive or send.

It just scares me that it has this much control.
Like it's grabbed the steering wheel of my soul.

I hate what love is, but I love the reason it is.
For when she's near my heart doth fizz.

Love fills my cup.
It feels me up.

Love confuses me like you wouldn't believe.
The ways you wouldn't be able to conceive.

O well I like it I guess.
But it causes me great stress.

So I guess I'll just....give it a rest.
Stop putting it to the test.

Accept that I am, accept that it is, that I'm in love.
And that's fine with me and because it fits like a glove.

(189.) Shout It From The Mountains
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I want to run on top of a mountain and shout.
I've got the greatest gal you've ever seen.
She's my ruling queen. ^.^
I'll put her on a throne and hold her high.

She's the best thing in the world you know.
When she's near the skylights up and the clouds roll away.
That's why I love to see her every day.
Because the world is a little better with her around.

A cure for everything is what she really is.
If I'm feeling under the weather.
Just bring her round and she'll break the tether.
My Honey Bunny is perfect to me.

She's all that and a bag of chips.
So great to me, thank you whatever upstairs, for her.
Though it may never occur.
I think we'll be together forever.

What could go wrong?
She's too perfect, and I'm too in love.
The only thing that would bring us apart, divine intervention from above. 0.0
But that won't happen.

So thank heavens for my angel.
With her 10 foot wings.
And the happiness it brings.
She's so perfect.

(190.)Cliché
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Fuck, I hate clichés.
But now I have to do one.
Meh, but since when did what I think matter?
O well, this thing needs to be done.

SHE LOVES ME BACK!
God damn those words made me smile.
You really have no idea.
I felt like I could run a mile.

Jesus Christ those words filled me with joy.
Fuck, I hate clichés so much, why am I writing this?
I know! I know!
It's because she loves me, with every little kiss.

Damn I'm happy.
Time to stop thinking so far ahead.
And just tackle problems when they come instead.
Well, I'm done, and I'm happy, and I'm in love.

Fucking clichés.

(191.) Every Second
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How many thank you's have I written?
Too many, I should be smitten.

I'm rhyming too.
I can hear them now, the countless "boo"

But she makes me happy and I can't thank her enough for her cure.
And I'll continue to thank her for it every day, neigh, second I am near her.

I write this because I'm happy.
And I feel as if I'll never again be crappy.

This poem will be short and purvey it's message of this sort:
Thank you Kassi and may I lives forever be a joint effort.

(192.)Think Before You Speak
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I'll give you your hearts desire.
The love and affection you require.
I still don't think we're ready for love.
But it seems I love you, when push comes to shove.
Thank you for loving me back.
When you said it I nearly had a heart attack.
But don't love me because the way I kiss you.
Because that form of love is not true.
Love means you would give up everything.
And expect nothing.
Be sure you mean these words before you speak them.
For if you don't, my heart may break, beyond hem.
So think before you say it, and use your whole heart when you speak.
You love is all I seek.
I love you Rene.
Every single second, in every single day.
And I WILL give up everything for your good.
Because I love you, I really should.
You make me happy inside.
So no longer my love for you shall hide.


(193.)Thank You Much
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I love you angel.
More than you know.
I'm sorry I'm not here today.
But I just want you to know I love you before I go.
I'd travel the world over for you.
Give the world to you.
Though you are my world.
And you know it too.
Thank you so so so so much.

(194.) Indulgence
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Kill the man who took the gun.
Shoot him in the head and run.
Mock the boy with no legs.
Knock him down and call him pegs.
Satisfy that evil inside.
Fuck the rules, do not abide.
Grab a breast you do not know.
Pinch her butt, come on, go.
Do an evil wicked deed.
Come now, proceed.
You know you want to laugh at them.
Who cares if they cast out and condemn?
Kill a helpless animal.
Who cares if it's large or small.
That voice inside your head says stop.
But if you ignore it you'll end up on top.
So feed that little urge you have deep within.
Indulge in every single sin.
God forgives you in the end.
For every rule you may bend.
He loves all children in his sight.
Am I right?

(195.) Hair
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Long and luscious or short and spike.
Hair is what I choose to like.

Whether it be oily or moosed.
Or in giant ball all put up and spruced.

Blonde, red, brown, or black.
A lock of hair falling down her back.

Soft and elegant or hard and brash.
Sometimes even made up like a sash.

Hair is a wonderful thing.
For all the happiness it bring.

I like long and soft hair.
But I don't really care.

As long as I get to smell your scent.
I will die happy, with your consent.

(196.) Face
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A nose, two eyes, and lips.
These are the things that drive ships.

Blue eyes, soft lip, small nose.
Or however her face goes.

Every inch a work of art.
Beautiful and elegant, stealing my heart.

From the freckle on her forehead.
To the soft lips that kiss and put me to bed.

It's perfect in every single way.
And I appreciate it more every day.

Dimples in her cheeks.
Though to hide them she seeks.

I love the way it looks at me.
Look back into her face, you'll see.

I love her white silky complexion.
Because it and my heart make a sweet connection.

(197.) Leg
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Long and juicy legs.
For this my hand begs.

Let me rub your thigh.
So that my heart may get high.

Snow white and slender.
And o so so so tender.

I shall massage them up and down.
If you don't let me, I'll frown.

The bend of the kneecap.
Around my hand shall wrap.

I will be very gentle as I run my fingers.
While the feel of me still lingers.

Sleek, soft, and nice.
Sometime as cold and wet as ice.

But I'll still rub them when you ask.
For me, that is a pleasured task.

(198.) Butt
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Soft and plump.
I like feeling your rump.

From cheek to cheek.
And peek to peek.

You get embarrassed when I stare.
But do I feel?  O I dare.

I know you enjoy it.
Or else you'd throw a fit.

You giggle when I tickle you.
But I do it all in good fun, it's true.

Don't worry it is VERY nice indeed.
That's why I tell you without heed.

Do not be shy of such a nice thing.
Because I love it, that's why I sing.

I'll continue to pinch.
Every teeny tiny inch.

Of your beautiful behind.
Because I love your kind.

(199.) Breast
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Graceful and round.
They keep me bound.

I long to feel them everyday.
In every single little way.

But you are timid of me to feel.
So I sit and I wait for you to reveal.

I know you like it when I touch.
The sigh you release tells me such.

I'm still sorry I went so far.
That may be a relational scar.

But it felt so damn good.
Like it should.

You blush when I rub.
But to them I dub.

My affection and care.
Which is what I love to share.

Hormones may get the best of me.
But they're very grand, can't you see?

People poke fun.
Point and shun.

But I LOVE every single curve.
So my hand shall serve.

To those beautiful mounds.
That make my head go zounds.

So just trust me and let me go.
A world of pleasure I'll show.

I really am sorry I'm this way.
But when we're alone my mind do sway.

I don't want sex or anything like that.
Just those beautiful, soft, great, things I hint at.

I'll be gentle and sweet I promise.
Just let me in so I can kiss.

Sorry for writing such odd things.
But happiness are what those things oddly brings.


(200.) I, Her, Us
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We met in a hall one day.
As Ben pulled us both away.

Said "HEY!  Kassi this is Mitchell."
You thought, "I wouldn't go out with him on a cold day in hell."

But I knew there was something special about you.
And as time went by, I found this to be true.

We went our separate ways and didn't talk much.
Though we'd share a glance or say hi and such.

You came into Special Interest.
Sat next to me and were the best.

Always did your work even when me and Jake played.
You always did as told and obeyed.

Still didn't give me a second thought.
Even when your 8th grade prom dinner I bought.

I've liked you a long time.
Is it really a crime?

You were unique.
Cuter with every gigglish squeak.

We finally started to hang out more.
You and everyone ran up to me at the grocery store.

We sang and you held my arm.
I felt safe from all harm.

But you still didn't give me the time of day.
Probably thought I was a little gay.

O well, I still liked you.
But Ben did too.

So I let him have you for now.
But I would hold you, I vow.

Time went, and so did Ben.
Your were open and free again.

But I was asked out,
by a pretty girl no doubt.

Odd, she denies we exist.
But when I say I may leave, "Stay!" she insist.

But she left me on Valentine’s Day.
"You were whipped dude" I heard Jake say.

But I wasn't, I really was not.
She was nice and hot.

But she never truly wooed me over.
She was not my four-leaf clover.

We began to hang out like real friends.
One would be insulted and the other would defend their ends.

People began to ask if we were a couple.
That thought was nice and supple.

But we both said neigh.
Not today.

But I began to like you more.
And it seems I was not a bore.

For you kept talking to me every night.
Long after your dad had turned out the light.

So I got the courage to ask you,
do you like me too?

You did.
But your time you bid.

Then I came crashing down.
It was heard by all in town.

I laid in that cold hospital bed forever.
O the horrible pain I endeavor.

But I thought of your face.
And the pain I began to brace.

You came in and said you'd hold my hand.
My heart began to play like a band.

I got out of the hospital and time passed.
To hold your hand was all I really asked.

I went to a far away place.
But I kept a picture of you with me just in case.

I missed you so much.
My love I could not touch.

Oops, did I say love?
I can't do that, I'm too stupid above.

I don't know what that means.
But, when I look at you, my heart sheens.

It's nothing, just like.
But that's when my heart said, sike.

Love, no way, no how.
And so I left that land, said "Chow".

Got back, we let each day pass us.
We never fight nor fuss.

Then I realized, I do love you with all my heart.
I always have, even from the start.

But I was too scared to admit it.
It was like a big huge ugly zit.

So yes, I do believe in love at first sight.
That's why I say I love you every night.

We've had years together.
Now let's have many more, forever.

I love you so much Kassi.
And you love me.

I am so happy you chose to go out with this weirdo.
And may our love always cherish and grow.

(201.) I'll Wait
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I'll wait for you.
As long as you want me to.

The world could end.
And I would not bend.

If you say stay.
I will sit and wait every single day.

I shall wait for you to finish.
Rest and replenish.

For I shall always be here.
Always near.

Waiting.
Deliberating.

For you my dear.