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In My World In My WorldIn My World by Tarzok
You call me crazy because I talk to myself,
You call me strange because I see things in a different light,
You whisper curses behind my back, Not that I really care.
Because I live in my own little world where you're cruel words are powerless.
I sit in my world content and watch the world go on through a two-way mirror.
I see people filling there lungs with poison clouds,
And kill there body's with liquid- sweet on the lips but a killer of the soul.
They condemn those behind bars, but turn a blind eye to injustice themselves.
I see them killing in the name of God, Money, and State.
You see, we all share the same fate so why not get along wale it lasts.
I sit here in my own world watching ,always watching from the corner, and I cant help but think.
That maybe ju
One Hundred Secrets One Hundred SecretsOne Hundred Secrets by Tarzok
There was once a man who was born with One Hundred Secrets to hold dear.
He guarded them with the utmost care.
When he was five he told his friend one of them, the next day the whole school know.
He vowed never to tell any more of his secrets.
At fifteen he was sitting alone in his room guarded his secrets when his mom came in and asked what was wrong, he lost three more secrets that day.
96 were left and he vowed to keep them safe.
Thirty years pass and 96 were still left, then one day he meet's someone he only ever dreamed about. they were married the next year.
Finally he had someone he could tell his secrets too. Someone he could share his soul with.
He told this girl everything that was weighting him down. Each secret he told was like a weig
2774 27742774 by Tarzok
27 74, the clock shale strike 24.
Hang the bodes with the curtains evermore.
Twist the rope and knot the minds. Twist the minds and not the rope.
Invite all you're friends to a party set for one.
Whisper shouts in there ears, with the thunder echoing off the piers.
Light the fires and cool the sands, death will come for every a man.
The Birds will sing and the Frogs will dance (that oh so heavenly dance).
The dead will rise and the living shall fall, and in there place many will call.
Things with claws and teeth a plenty, straight from the midnight dreary.
Call the Kings, Lords and beggars for the time is near.
27 74 the clock shale strike 24.
Frozen WON? Best Animated Picture?I hate the Oscars for a variety of reasons, but last night we got more proof about how little respect and decision making actually goes into things. Frozen, as you might know by now, won “Best Animated Picture.” But what you may not know is that only some the people voting had actually SEEN the movie, or for that matter, ANY of the animated films listed in the Best Animated Picture category.Frozen WON? Best Animated Picture? by TomPreston
The Hollywood Reporter was able to get a few quotes from academy members who were voting for various categories (specifically best animated) and here are some of the results:
1. I have seen none of them. I have no interest whatsoever. That ended when I was 6. My son dragged me to a few when he was 6; I would seat him and go outside and make phone calls. My pick: I abstain.
2. I thought Frozen was amazing, and my personal favorite was Despicable Me 2, but I didn’t see all of the nominees, so I didn’t vote. My Pick: I abstained.
3. I don’t see much of a co
His BallerinaA gown of silk, flowing as a stream,His Ballerina by MikkiMarie
Her footsteps so gentle, perhaps she was a dream,
As he crouches near bushes to glare at the unseen,
And she danced like ballerina.
Her fingers combed her golden hair,
A perfect lady who didn't care
To see the man that would never dare
To touch a ballerina.
But desire grew, and patience died,
As a lovely girl danced before his eyes,
So he buried his heart, pulled out a knife,
And tickled the ballerina.
She fought his hands, in fear of death,
A dirty blade sinking through her chest,
For he would never settle for something less,
As she screamed,
She took her final breath...
And the wind grew calm, barely blowing on the stream.
Her voice so quiet (perhaps it was a dream).
As he closes his eyes, cradling his queen...
His beautiful ballerina.