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  • -paexaea-
    ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
    • Apr 2007
    • 4610

    #16
    Re: im your puppet no longer

    She must be a William Shatner impersonator.
    See you, Space Cowboy.

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    • imajrockette
      FFR Player
      • Apr 2007
      • 36

      #17
      Re: im your puppet no longer

      what? and plus wth is your problem though.jeez.im only 14 i hope your not expecting me to be some fuxkin poetry genius or something.

      while your complaing let me see you do bettter and then you can talk all the shxt you want but until then try to back up your arguements more better.

      actuality it is a poem...i cant please everyone and i will always have critcs at that so i really could care less what you think about my poetry.if you dont like it then dont complain and go read something else.

      also verruckter i really appreciate your help with the critics to.my poetry will never be perfect for others but i have quite a few that actually liked it to some extent so w/e


      ▄▀ ♥◘ ▄▀ ♥◘ music is love▄▀ ♥◘

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      • Tokzic
        FFR Player
        • May 2005
        • 6878

        #18
        Re: im your puppet no longer

        Originally posted by imajrockette
        what? and plus wth is your problem though.jeez.im only 14 i hope your not expecting me to be some fuxkin poetry genius or something.
        Saying "I'm only fourteen" as an excuse for mistakes which you have been given advice on already doesn't work, sorry.

        also verruckter i really appreciate your help with the critics to.my poetry will never be perfect for others but i have quite a few that actually liked it to some extent so w/e
        lmfao you're oblivious

        Last edited by Tokzic: Today at 11:59 PM. Reason: wait what

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        • arsonistsgetallthegirls
          FFR Player
          • Jun 2007
          • 459

          #19
          Re: im your puppet no longer

          One night in mid October,
          I was tired of being sober,
          I poured up a glass and got drunk off my ass as I imagined death of my wife.

          As she sat in my room on my phone,
          She realized she wasn't alone.
          A short Irish man who wasn't too tan pulled a gun and threatened her life.

          He asked for her goods,
          My wife understood,
          Yet her blood mixed with sand on the carpet.

          True poetry.
          Last edited by arsonistsgetallthegirls; 04-11-2008, 08:46 PM. Reason: Poetry Rules.
          one hand, no mercy...

          [Trust me, This user is your friend.]

          Originally posted by Zeron
          Holy ****, civility in the forums?! My head just asploded.
          Wait, What?

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          • iPatcH
            Swamp Lemons Rule
            FFR Simfile Author
            FFR Music Producer
            • Dec 2004
            • 3370

            #20
            Re: im your puppet no longer

            uh.
            put on a donk on it

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