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cpgurrl
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well, try it. i think
it's lots of fun. (and it makes
you think sometimes too.)
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cpgurrl
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if you like haiku_
speak, maybe u should also
try speaking_in_threes
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cpgurrl
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okay, just ignore
me then! (boo hoo. i'm sad now.
nobody likes me.)
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neesh
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then i will speak in
this syllable time, but it
is not a haiku :(
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cpgurrl
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thank u, neesh. that was
nice of u, to blathe here. it
was good. spread the word!
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symphonic
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words i will spread, on
the tallest towers and the
darkest graves of man.
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cheerleaderslut
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would haiku speak then
convey the meaning of it
or just syllables?
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cpgurrl
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both, for me at least.
i think it would depend on
who was writing it?
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cheerleaderslut
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what then are haiku?
or could you talk haiku speak
without syllables?
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Death of a Rose
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the haiku speaks thru
the whispers of the truest
form of syllables
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cpgurrl
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who knows the power
of the sounds that are spoken?
(maybe politicians)
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Death of a Rose
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in power lies the
deepest corruption of man,
politicians die.
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Doar
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as the will dies hard,
it showers the piece of home,
that always should be.
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070807
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ANGRY
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i will sue the rain beacuse i'm NOT finished with you, i'm ready to throw all my belongings at you, i will not be able to talk to you because you have finished off my scream, i am dumb.
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070808
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Doar
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can you calculate
your anger when you cannot
read the clues up there?
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070808
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kuffsleeve
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clues are everywhere if you look for them but then you wonder, which one and is it a clue or not, i mean that is when you think "am i mad".
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Doar
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well i guess that the
haiku_speak has been destroyed,
by your digression.
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070808
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hfhghgjk
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hgfhjgkj
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070809
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Doar
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a winter morning
looking out of the window
watching the snow fall.
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101202
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Doar
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a time that is now,
a time that can only speak,
to those that listen.
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Doar
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the ring I wear now
promises kept by the shore
reading books always
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Doar
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She slips softly in
the bedroom with me, reaching
with her fingers now.
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Doar
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lifting and lighting,
firefly lands softly, leaf
quivers in the night.
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230423
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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