

A Redneck's ode to PoeOnce, on a night so dreary, with a hangover, so weak and weary, 'cause o' all the empty beer bottles forgotten on the floor.A Redneck's ode to Poe
While I slumped, nearly nappin', out of nowhere there came-a-tappin', like someone madly slappin', slappin' my trailer door.
"Damn visiters," I slurred, "tappin' at my screen door," but just that, I hoped, and nothin' more.
Barely I remember, was it an August o' December, as each charcoal ember burned a mark on my floor.
Sullen, I wished for tomorrow, sadly I had sought to borrow, from my beer, to cease the sorrow, sorrow for the lo


A Dream...Snow white fur, with a shimmery mane. Eyes of brillance that set a heart aflame. Her voice is sweet and her soul kind, she is beauty, that floods dreams of mine.A Dream...
She sings like an angel, and dances amongst the stars. As I sit and fawn over her, pondering her perfection from afar.
Others try to steal my affections, and pull my heart in the wrong direction, but I think of the one I consider perfect, and it keeps my soul from the cheating affliction.
I would give my soul if it were for her, and give my life to protect, even if an enternity in
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"When we fly above the stars, higher than the eye can see, that's when we'll know that we will forever be."
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If reality can change dreams, why can't dreams change reality?
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This is the starting of a brand new revolution, bite the hand that feeds
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Sweet dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree.. Travel the world and the seven seas.. Everybody is looking for something. Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you.
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\"Lo que hagas en ésta vida, tiene eco en la eternidad\" - Maximus Decimus
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Ever met a Schnolf? - Tani
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