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| -Requiem for a Soul-
From the day I realized it was what It seamed
To the day I saw it was not but a dream
I wanted it & I wanted you
Peace or Sorrow, nothing showed through
Happiness I saw and Happiness I felt
Lust took over and the pain was dealt
But it was too late, you couldnt feel me
For whom I really was, you never will see
I am Dr. Jekyll and I am Mr. Hyde
I slice myself still to feel alive
I dont cut for the lust, nor the love nor the sorrows
But for the pain that was caused from the heart that was borrowed
I have Requiems for my soul
Dead, black, and torn apart
Musical masterpieces of the game
Hurtful endings and chords of pain
Life is and always will be
My soul and my heart
Soon you will see
That no matter what you think do or fell
That its a game and I am to be played like the hand from a deal
Ignore my Sorrows, my pain and Lust
And realize my insanity is my mind showing a must
A must that I must survive through this hand, this game, this play
To continue through this pain day after day
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| umm
http://www.myspace.com/st_mike_the_juggla_
thats me
fuck Xanga. no one is kool on here anymore
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| ...marijuana...does it really make us happy? Do drugs really help? Does downing a bottle really make thing better? NO BUT IT FUCKIN HELPS LOL MUHAHAHAHA | | |
| Why?
Because I fuckin ROCK!!! THATS WHY!!!!!
AND I CAN DRINK FOR 4 DAYS IN A ROW AND NOT BE SICK AND PASS OUT AND NOT REMEMBER MY BEST FRIENDS 20th B-DAY CELBRATION OR THAT CHICK CINDY'S 22nd!!!!
AHHHHHHHH
.... I know my music rox!! | | |
| I like M&M's
Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it
my duty to continue the strength and robustness
of the candy as a species.
To this end, I hold M&M duels. TO THE DEATH?!?!?!?
Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger,
I apply pressure, squeezing them together until
one of them cracks and splinters. That is the
"loser," and I eat the inferior one immediately.
The winner gets to go another round.
I have found that, in general, the brown and red
M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are
genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the
blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the
intense theatre of competition that is the modern
candy and snack-food world.
Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that
is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest.
Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but
on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra
strength. In this way, the species continues to
adapt to its environment.
When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with
one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it
would make no sense to eat this one as well, I
pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to:
M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc. Hackettstown,
NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3x5 card
reading, "Please use this M&M for breeding
purposes."
...BTW, I think was an Ass Jess and just signed off. I lvoe you! | | |
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