Two sets of feet
Lovers near complete
Tryst such a feat
Two hearts do beat
Love is a contender
Dark desires found
Her cries so loud
Oh lord, it’s hard to be sexy
When watching Walking Dead all day
I just can’t seem to get the mojo
Cause all I see is creepy faces in my way
To know me is to love me
I am one hell of an rper
Oh lord, it’s hard to be sexy,
When all I got is zombies in my brain.
Dedicated to Belz
In the darkest hour.
Sorrow mixed with pills.
Booze, photos and an empty room.
The shell of a man sat alone.
Messages left, that were heard too late.
A singer’s life, an entertainer’s fate.
Cut short too soon,
so many left to wonder why.
So beloved by millions.
yet he was to die.
Never forgetting Australia’s son.
So as I play his final song.
I ask myself….what went wrong?
A mad moment in despair.
In a world that simply didn’t care.
Tears shed and hearts heavy.
Yet in the sky, a shining light.
A new star glows tonight.
A world apart
While one sleeps
The other dreams awake
Yet the sun sets
For the two writers
Who rush to read what’s next
The joy of waiting
Then the light comes on
Expectant for the pencil
The verdict is in
From New York
To Australia’s outback
Two writers grin
Few can understand
Each other’s muse
(Dedicated to my muse; LadyBelz. )
Wandering through fields where stories were told,
I came across passages that really struck gold.
The man with the name written forward then back,
was doing the usual spiteful, insane attacks.
Clueless women, and some times even men,
fed carefully constructed fantasies of love and romance.
Yep, he’s been at it again.
I have to admit, I am not really surprised.
For I got caught up in his carefully spun web of lies.
But towards the end, as the friendship waned.
I saw for myself, that nothing had ever changed.
In fact, little did he realize, as he went on and on,
about pixel ponies and stalker like fiends.
That I was laughing my ass off,
cause he really thought I believed!
The poison and corruption,
that spreads blind tentacles from page to page.
Has been going on for years,
on the role play world stage.
But eventually, something has gotta give.
Will it be the head or the heart that goes first?
And whose will it be?
I can tell you for certain,
It certainly won’t be me.
[8:40:58 AM] Belz: Easy day for you then
[8:41:02 AM] Spider.: for me, yeah
[8:41:25 AM] Spider.: last night was drinks at the local bowls club
[8:41:33 AM] Belz: Nice!
[8:41:35 AM] Spider.: all the kids were doing bare foot bowls
[8:41:59 AM] Spider.: and the flood lights came on, and every bug and insect in town went PARTY
[8:42:10 AM] Belz: Rotflmao!
[8:42:19 AM] Spider.: lol was hilarious
[8:42:28 AM] Spider.: they had nibbles, you know chinese finger food
[8:42:34 AM] Spider.: damn to hell been farting all night
[8:42:48 AM] Belz: -snickers-
[8:42:52 AM] Spider.: it was terrible
[8:43:06 AM] Spider.: my belly is going…reject all this gas!
[8:43:08 AM] Belz: (rofl)
[8:43:24 AM] Spider.: I could blow up a hundred balloons of smelly
[8:43:30 AM] Belz: -dies-
[8:43:38 AM] Belz: oh stop! you’re killin me!
[8:43:38 AM] Spider.: probably take off too
[8:43:48 AM] Spider.: up in the clouds on my smelly gas
[8:43:54 AM] Belz: oh my ribs!
[8:43:54 AM] Spider.: pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft!
[8:44:09 AM] Spider.: I lay in bed..going….ffs stop already
[8:44:10 AM] Belz: -slids off her chair-
[8:44:26 AM] Belz: That’s insane lol!
[8:46:27 AM] Spider.: up…up and away with Julie’s farts…today…!
[8:46:34 AM] Belz: -snickers-
[8:46:42 AM] Spider.: no seriously my tummy hurts
[8:46:51 AM] Spider.: no more chinese mix for me
[8:46:52 AM] Spider.: ‘(worry)
[8:47:07 AM] Belz: need some maloxx
[8:47:23 AM] Spider.: -opens a window and fans self-
[8:47:30 AM] Belz: lol
[8:47:47 AM] Spider.: there…now you is no longer grumpy
[8:47:53 AM] Spider.: Mission accomplished@
[8:47:59 AM] Belz:
[8:48:02 AM] Spider.: -score fist-
[8:48:14 AM] Belz: Ya goofball lol
[8:48:15 AM] Belz: (heart)
[8:48:19 AM] Spider.: :3 ya love me
[8:48:26 AM] Spider.: my bum….
[8:48:28 AM] Spider.:
[8:48:35 AM] Belz: Lol!
Don’t cry for me, IMVU
The truth is….you never loved me
All through the bad days, the rotten glitches
Where are my products?
You fucking bitches……
And as for the 25k you gave me….and as for the rotten VIP promos…
I never asked for them….though it seems at the time, they were totally mine
But I saw through you…when you said you couldn’t spend them
They were not promised to me…just made my credit balance look big at the time…
I could have spent them….but you took them from me
Don’t cry for me, IMVU
I look silly…as a default avi…
Like in my wild days….of 2007
when my head was bigger than Oprah’s….
Don’t laugh, that’s how you made them….
Have I said too much….are you going to flag this pulse?
I can’t think of what other cursed names to say to you
All that I know…is that every word I typed here…
Coffee…in the morning, makes me happy.
Coffee…in the morning makes me smile.
Coffee…in the morning is so lovely.
Coffee….hope there is enough in the pot to last awhile.
Coffee…..you are there when ever I need you.
Coffee….you pick me up when I’m feeling blue.
Coffee….I don’t know what I would do without you.
All I know is I love you.