[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=pink>The Millionaire Waltzzz wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Now I will steal your poems and claim them as my own, like I normally do with all "my" artistic work. Fear me.[/QUOTE]
More like: pity you.
That's an extremely SAD thing to do, you know.
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Caspar I normally write like this, oh and millionaire_waltz.. go ahead and steal them.. my producer will be very happy to drag you to court so you can explain why you stole my poems under his name.. oops huh?
An Angel
Send me an angel
Let the world show me her hand
I’ve seen the world, I’ve seen it all
I’ve flown in the air
And I have been covered in sand
Chorus:
Thousands of years I’ve reigned
Without even existing
Thousands of years my people explained
And all the people were listening
Cry for the angel, cry for her soul
Cause she will be dying
For us she will go
Her spirit will live on forever
And so will mine
It’s up to you to be clever
And fight wars for me
When I give the sign
Chorus:
Thousands of years later
There’s a world without existence
My people killed, killed by a traitor
The people didn’t fight
There was no resistance.
An Angel
Send me an angel
Let the world show me her hand
I’ve seen the world, I’ve seen it all
I’ve flown in the air
And I have been covered in sand
Chorus:
Thousands of years I’ve reigned
Without even existing
Thousands of years my people explained
And all the people were listening
Cry for the angel, cry for her soul
Cause she will be dying
For us she will go
Her spirit will live on forever
And so will mine
It’s up to you to be clever
And fight wars for me
When I give the sign
Chorus:
Thousands of years later
There’s a world without existence
My people killed, killed by a traitor
The people didn’t fight
There was no resistance.
This indicates how much I like school... lol
School
For years and years I’ve been going to school
To act like a fool
To be a moron to live by the rule
But now I’ve had enough
Going to fight back rough
The teachers seems to laugh at me as I speak
It makes me weak
Feeling like a low life freak
But I’ve had enough
Going to fight back rough
School is tearing my soul apart
Ripping my heart inside out
There is never a new start
Picking your future is what it’s all
About.
They let you play as a kid without any fear
But never come near
Alcoholics drinking beer
Never there when you’re in a fight
Never knowing wrong from right
Then they decide your knowledge with a test
You’ll never be best
It’s only a stupid test
Never care about the person inside
Never care what goes on in the person’s mind
School is tearing my soul apart
Ripping my heart inside out
There is never a new start
Picking your future is what it’s all
About.
Now it can also be a place to find real passion
Like untouched perfection
But it will always be a reflection
As school is just a living hell
But in the end it will all be over
After the last ringing bell
School
For years and years I’ve been going to school
To act like a fool
To be a moron to live by the rule
But now I’ve had enough
Going to fight back rough
The teachers seems to laugh at me as I speak
It makes me weak
Feeling like a low life freak
But I’ve had enough
Going to fight back rough
School is tearing my soul apart
Ripping my heart inside out
There is never a new start
Picking your future is what it’s all
About.
They let you play as a kid without any fear
But never come near
Alcoholics drinking beer
Never there when you’re in a fight
Never knowing wrong from right
Then they decide your knowledge with a test
You’ll never be best
It’s only a stupid test
Never care about the person inside
Never care what goes on in the person’s mind
School is tearing my soul apart
Ripping my heart inside out
There is never a new start
Picking your future is what it’s all
About.
Now it can also be a place to find real passion
Like untouched perfection
But it will always be a reflection
As school is just a living hell
But in the end it will all be over
After the last ringing bell
I love your work,you know that.That first poem was unbelieveably touching!bravo!
[QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<b><font color = "crimson"> ThomasQuinn wrote: [/QUOTENAME][QUOTE][QUOTENAME]<font color=pink>The Millionaire Waltzzz wrote: [/QUOTENAME]Now I will steal your poems and claim them as my own, like I normally do with all "my" artistic work. Fear me.[/QUOTE]
More like: pity you.
That's an extremely SAD thing to do, you know.[/QUOTE]
You know what's really sad? Um... er... poverty!
More like: pity you.
That's an extremely SAD thing to do, you know.[/QUOTE]
You know what's really sad? Um... er... poverty!