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GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: May 25
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: May 25
SINGER/SONGWRITER/POET/ACTOR/FILM MAKER
BOOKS:PSALMS5150
FILMS:BUMPERJACK,DERAILED
MUSIC:TAYLOR X -iTunes
FOLLOWER OF YESHUA
FRIEND OF BILL W.
WIDOWS SON
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Ransom She has those Big beautiful eyes The kind that say Come here! Without moving her lips Shaking her hips Looking back To make sure I’m watching That hot little ass She touches me Ever so gently In that playful way Claiming adoration She knows what’s important But I’ve seen this before Although she doesn’t know I’ve been taken hostage many times She’s just another terrorist Waiting to posses me To use me “Til someone Usually me Pays the ransom Taylor X. (C) 5-2007
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I will Never be normal Never be ok Never be right Never be cool Never be hot Never be the man Never grasp the brass Never be a good egg Never be a role model Never leave remains Never be happy Never be a player Never like this game Taylor X (C) 2007
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Day job Laureate Thoughts of the day Mission statements Quote me a price How many can I get That's the gig For a day job laureate I drive the freeways Just like you I've drank too much Like some people do The cash I make Still ain't enough yet I hear ya man I'm a day job laureate I wish I could contemplate The moon in June Have so much money Don't know what to do Ain't got it that good I keep clockin in Earn what I get That's 'cuz I'm a day job laureate I'm the butcher Baker Skyscraper Maker ...
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Quasimodo: Windows are filthy Outside my hotel room I'm just one of the Junkies & drunks Freeway dust covers' The un-used rubbers Keep my secrets in a Broken trunk I saw your soul Through the peep hole You were lookin Back at me But before we had A chance to be For some reason You needed to leave My tears from Onion peels Quasimodo Knows how I feel All fancy words aside The clock ticks, I bide Keepin the voices at bay Well, I miss you, I miss you, I do That's all I got to say My tears from On...
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Jenny: There was no domestic violence No disturbance in the home No dysfunctional family We weren't having any disagreements There were no irreconcilable differences (not raising her voice but stern and not backing down) There was only ME Getting my Fuckin' ass kicked!! I knew most everyone in the ER by his or her first name And of course there's some fuckin bitch asking me why don't I leave I didn't leave because I WAS FUCKIN SCARED all right!! He would whisper in my ear (In a whisper like t...
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Edit this piece down to the absolute bare minimum Remember strip away the clay to reveal the essence of the truth of your message
The first sectoin flows as the rest of the piece does. The message is powerful as it is profound You convey your feelings of hopelessness directly For a moment we think that maybe they won't catch him WHile still keeping us tied to your everyword. What a great metephor.. We all can relate to these feelings A timesless theme Yet still full of hope and the work shows great promise. Keep up the good work. I look forward to seeing more
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