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Posted By	Discussion Topic: And there are people who will say that they knew me so well...
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 07-28-2001 @ 4:52 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	St. Robinson in his cadillac dream Staring out of his window as the world rushes by Arthur Robinson closes the glass and replies, "I dream of Ballerinas and I don't know why but I see Cadillac's sailing I was born on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay But Maryland and Virginia have faded away And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today So I am endlessly waiting And the comet is coming between Me and the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned With the girl in the mirror who spins when she spins From where you think you'll end up to the state that you're in Your reflection approaches and then recedes again And the comet is coming between Me and the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream I have dreamed of a black car that shimmers and drives Down the length of the evening to the carnival side In a house where regret is a carousel ride We are spinning and spinning and spinning and now... There's a hole in the ceiling down through which I fell There's a girl in a basement coming out of her shell And there are people who will say that they knew me so well... I may not go to heaven I hope you go to hell And the comet is coming between Me and the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Write To Me Here AIM: SmarterChild Sweet Mother Mary, so many say they've seen you But if I'm shown, I promise I'll lie Cause most things are meaningless, the more you get to know them Down here love is the only gun I trust
Kim	posted on 07-28-2001 @ 10:49 AM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Blind Melon St. Andrew's Fall Big stretch and not much sleep I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek And it's a bright blue Saturday And the rummage sells the rubbish to me But if I could buy the sky that's hangin' Over this bed of mine If I could climb these vines And maybe see what you're seein' If you were standing on the corner staring straight Into the eyes of Jesus Christ One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be I got sewage fruit and it's growing out back from roots I don't know if they belong to me But if I could buy the sky that's hangin' Over this bed of mine And if I could climb these vines and maybe see what you're seein' Sittin' at the edge of this building, Twenty stories below, A' twenty stories below Twenty stories below Twenty stories below I can't tell you how many ways that I've sat, And viewed my life today, but I can tell you I don't think that I can find easier way So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand With a three armed man, you know I'll understand But you should have been in my shoes yesterday You should have been in my shoes yesterday The autumn breeze of a single night of love is better than a hundred thousand years of sterile sitting meditation." "Nunc scio quit sit amor." "The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." -Victor Hugo

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