I Write Rubbish

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    A Load Of BΩllΩcks

    I don't know if any of it sounds coherent half the time. I have trouble finding the right words... Need to bookmark dictionary dot com... Or Urban Dictionary for when my stories need a little more.. fruity flavour.
    newmurderer newmurderer
    1 Response Apr 17, 2010

    FAMILY LIFE The pie was placed on the

    table We all made a rush through the door My old man fainted in the chair My mother fell through the floor The cat started laughing And the dog dropped dead Then the monkey ran up the chimney With its arse all red .......
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    Feb 14, 2015

    Oh Well

    I am prone to being boring. And perhaps repetitive... I have great EP friends that comment regardless, so oh well.
    CrazyHippieChick CrazyHippieChick
    Aug 25, 2010

    I wrote because it made me feel better .

    I wrote to express my feelings to whom it may concern .I wrote whatever i felt like writing , what's were on my mind . Though now I know they are just a piece of craps and should be in bin. Somedays I didnt even know what to write,the only thing i knew is that I had to put...
    winterfall winterfall
    1 Response Dec 24, 2015

    The sun shone on the village green It shone on

    little nell Was she picking buttercups? Was she fuc//// Erm no she wasn't
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    Apr 17, 2015

    He Said She Said See You Later

    Garbage in,garbage out. a product of my environment-slapped into life and thoughtlessly discarded. you can't spell hospitality without a quick trip to the hospital. rubbish is my religion,fodder for the cannons of the future.
    dubkebab dubkebab
    46-50, M
    1 Response Mar 16, 2011

    Old habits die hard.I am addicted to write

    rubbish but it feels it's time to change myself.. Take your call don't think about anyone in this world.Nothing matters in the end all have to leave alone. I am very much accustomed to take blows without it life seems boring as if I am not existing here. One more in the list...
    winterfall winterfall
    Mar 27, 2016

    She's gone I've a heart of gold

    and arms of steel My soul is delicate,I must conceal Your beauty,your smile,your gentle When we first met my heart went mental Alas you left you went ahead Now I'm alone in a oversized bed I miss you my dear now I'm sad Just thinking and longing for those times we had So you...
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    1 Response Feb 5, 2015

    we met in new a chat room Mostly humour a

    little gloom your eyes staired at me Full of contempt and hate Although i always respected you I wondered my fate Yes i could've interacted with you more But i failed to see my significance now you say keep your distance And now our freindship is doomed We met in a chat...
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    Dec 19, 2014
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