Len Cnut Posted January 21, 2016 Share Posted January 21, 2016 It's like Yeats, Keats, Byron, Shelley, and Manson, all rolled into one.More like Raoul Moat Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted January 21, 2016 Share Posted January 21, 2016 (edited) Bitter rivalry in Croydon.Could be healthy if it wasn't so.Ghetto.I'd hope peace one dayEven if I want to kill her todayIt's like I love her as much as I hate herAnd I had no idea she'd bother coming in (after she said she'd won't and I like a sucker believed her), and..........1 induction day plus 1 day and no hint, then 10 minutes after I got there on class day 2...BOOM!... 'we're in the same class'.And she's been there ever since, these past 2 days have felt like 2 years..AND IT'S A 2 YEAR COURSE!... I hope I see her today, and that we can have peace. But if not, oh well. - Though that said, I still want her to be there, I don't want nothing bad happening to her. Edited January 21, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted January 21, 2016 Share Posted January 21, 2016 Very much a blessing in disguise...I feel... So much.Soul mateCurseWhatever she isShe's thereOn my nerves Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted January 22, 2016 Share Posted January 22, 2016 Her mission's her positionDistraction's her passionWon't go out of fashionAlasAm stuck in classWith aFine piece of assAnd that's the wayIt had to beBeacauseWhere we're fromWe're from Thornton Heath Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Len Cnut Posted January 23, 2016 Share Posted January 23, 2016 'Alas i am stuck in class with a fine piece of ass' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted January 23, 2016 Share Posted January 23, 2016 I say Am because Am me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted January 23, 2016 Share Posted January 23, 2016 I think Ice Cube described her ass perfectly when he said Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted February 6, 2016 Share Posted February 6, 2016 It feels like Life in the fast lane Has taken Me away It's great Don't slow me down Get out Of my fucking way Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted February 10, 2016 Share Posted February 10, 2016 (edited) I'm a rebel by nature and I ain't ya I'm from the ghetto but greater I'll buy a car tax that whip and ride legit I don't give a shit I'm not hiding it I'll be insured assured while you're hiding yours because I'm a rebel from the ghetto you're street I done pissed on that street and treat me like high street recognise because household's the name Edited February 10, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arnold layne Posted February 11, 2016 Share Posted February 11, 2016 Here I am depressed as shit Drinking beer on this couch I sit Maybe I'll find work in a year or two In the meantime I'll watch Lethal Weapon 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Słash Posted February 21, 2016 Share Posted February 21, 2016 I can make you scream. I can make you cream. I am the evil man of your Most perverted dream. There is no right or wrong Sin does not exist. Crawl across the floor to me. Be my little bitch. Whine to me your sick desires Your head hung low in shame Knowing in your tender parts I will play your dirty game. Give yourself to me totally Body, mind, and soul. For what was once yours is now mine Evermore to control. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Słash Posted February 22, 2016 Share Posted February 22, 2016 Drink in your skin, sip your sinful taste Forbidden fruit that won't go to waste Aching breath, her sweet moans my treasure Pain and pleasure in equal measure So deep inside and so deep in love Her angel hair a gift from above Strewn like silk across my bare chest A perfect home to lay to its rest Inside her, I play her like a song In my arms, she truly does belong Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PappyTron Posted February 22, 2016 Share Posted February 22, 2016 Snake-Pit and Slash787 should have a poetry contest! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Graeme Posted February 23, 2016 Share Posted February 23, 2016 (edited) I don't know if this is really the place for it, but I wrote this and read it at my cousin's funeral. Figured those of you who'd offered me much appreciated messages of support during his illness and after his death might have liked to see it. An Righ Ceann an Iar Twilight on Great Western Road Aye reflected through your lens Shadows. spires and arcs of light The voices, cars and footsteps, friends. All yours. Near every street between the crosses Homes laden with memories Long nights of wine and "West End Breakfasts" The festival beneath the trees, All yours. The Highland line, Govanhill, Erskine At Hillhead a boy emerged The subway air intoxicated, Joys of becoming fully-fledged All yours. From Gilmorehill you saw the world Took the parts you wanted to Found the heartstrings of their folk And brought those threads right back with you France, Manchester, New York, all the Netherlands Donaueschingen, Denmark and more Looped through an arch beneath the bridge Tied to that corner in Munro's Rugby, Football, Shinty, Social Justice Were the vibrations on those wires Their lifeblood flowed, those lines that glowed Argument and love their fire All yours. In those shadowed spires, the bells now ring Each distal strand reverberates And all those hearts at breaking point Pulled back to G12 as it grows late Where evermore you'll lie in state In binding Glasgow Uni ties In victories for the little guys In each tub of jam the NHS buys And though like hen's teeth, in Scottish tries The King of the West End is dead, long live the king Alasdair Seoras, ar Ailig Mhor. A Mhic Iain 's Iseabail, Fear Mor a Chridhe as motha Oidhche mhath ma tha, Tha gradh againn ort. Tha gradh mor againn ort. West End Twilight.bmp Edited February 23, 2016 by Graeme 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gracii Guns Posted February 24, 2016 Share Posted February 24, 2016 Thanks for being the diamond in the rough of this thread Graeme. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted March 25, 2016 Share Posted March 25, 2016 (edited) Do you think it's alright If I could come and spend the night Do you think it's alright If we could do it alright Do you think it's alright Don't you think it's okay Edited March 25, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted March 27, 2016 Share Posted March 27, 2016 (edited) I've ran out of Things to say So don't remind me The past is crooked and if My future's the same Make it time to change You know I can't teach you Watch you or begin to see That if My future's with you I'd begin to freak C'mon! You know! Edited March 27, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted April 15, 2016 Share Posted April 15, 2016 (edited) I can't say for certain You had to raise that curtain In the east they feed the beast Edited April 15, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Len Cnut Posted April 15, 2016 Share Posted April 15, 2016 10 minutes ago, Snake-Pit said: I can't say for certain You had to raise that curtain In the east they feed the beast Now in the West it's spurtin' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted April 15, 2016 Share Posted April 15, 2016 (edited) On her breasts he was cumming After her pussy he was fucking... Edited April 15, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Len Cnut Posted April 15, 2016 Share Posted April 15, 2016 36 minutes ago, Snake-Pit said: On her breasts he was cumming After her pussy he was fucking... Whilst his cock she was sucking... Always a pleasure! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted April 15, 2016 Share Posted April 15, 2016 Killed it. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted April 18, 2016 Share Posted April 18, 2016 (edited) Yo Straight up What do you see A dose Of reality To those Who know me Or not Just like a Leopard with its Dots A metafore For something that's Bob I am me You are not So here's the twist wow Where's the dance now Edited April 18, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mademoiselle aka jessica Posted April 19, 2016 Share Posted April 19, 2016 Last one, this past March. Don't think you're stronger than truth For truth is the eyes of God Don't think I'm lower than you For we have the same blood Your fear is the fear of man And man has forgotten man Good can't buy past evils Don't play with forces you slaved For slave is the one needing Don't think power you'll get For too high is the pricing Your fear is the fear of man And man has forgotten man Good can't erase past deeds Don't believe they who rob you For the thief is too clever Don't fall for a new world For the world is darker For the world is over Copyright Jessica C-D 2016 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snake-Pit Posted April 20, 2016 Share Posted April 20, 2016 (edited) Everywhere life's A test and then You're dead It's up to us To do our best Given it all Giving your all Giving a ' Some of us pass And others shant Some of us last But others can't Some of us lead But others need Leaders need And the needy lead Edited April 26, 2016 by Snake-Pit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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