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Reeeeeed - The Last Time I Let Myself Go
6 55%
Balooooo - From the same mouth as a Eulogy
5 45%
Voters: 11.
#1
The Last Time I Let Myself Go

My left hand smells like a dirty vagina,
half a bottle of schnapps will do that to ya,
I didnt play guitar at this party,
but i sang "fuck her gently" with a friend that i just made.

yea this is my story,
it isn't poetry or a novella,
or some other pretentious shit like that,
just a tale of a drunken night broken up,
to make it easier to read.

she said "im not having sex with you, I dont even know you."
So i proceded to tell her my name, that i had two brothers,
where i lived and what i drove.
Then I figured she would know me,
then I fingered the fuck out of her,
and she never fucked the fuck out of me.
Blue balled.

I puked by the bonfire,
first time in a while,
I made sure she didn't find out.
because the drunkest guy at the party never gets laid,
the second drunkest always does though.
Remember that kids,
thats the best advice i can give you.
Remember it.

her parents get divorced tomorrow,
i dont know why i know that,
its kind of weird to be honest.
Anyway,
The worst feeling in the world,
is when you wake up in the morning,
and dont know what happened to all your cigarettes.


vs.


From The Same Mouth As A Eulogy

We both breached from our Mothers'
Augustine climbs, to arrive here...

Clasped palms systematically clap
during presbyter masses;
yet there’s me,
wanting to glide my fingers across your thighs in
church, and
waiting for the whisper to stop.
She moves like the sea -
a perception so inclined to continue in waves
of hot flushes and cold sweats.
It’s nothing but a sentiment, a shallow
measurement of adulation,
like the concentration of raindrops in a puddle
as a sign of unification;
I’m only here because she is.

I balance the looks to my sides in search,
once left to pretend that frogs are falling from the sky,
twice right to catch a glimpse and smile at
some lady sharing lemon sherbets to pass the time.
For me existence is a chequer board of
nights and days, where
destiny with humans for pieces plays;
I'm sure its just a way to be touched,
'cause I cant reason why I still come...
I wasn’t looking for saviour here behind this soapbox,
but that's where she found me every Sunday.


Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#3
lol .gniyonna gnikcuf si eltit daerht taht ,nmaD

but the pieces aren't. nice.
Meadows
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#4
I liked both, though red took a more vulgar approach, it actually kinda worked
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!