tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32254432011-04-21T22:31:00.822-07:00Eternal is forever.Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78731702001-12-12T11:31:00.000-08:002001-12-12T11:31:04.123-08:00<b>I Was Sixteen</b> <br />I turn the keys to my car, my baby, my blazer <br />I hear the sound, the sound of a ten year old vehicle, the sound of freedom <br />My lifeline to the mainstreamed world <br />I am sixteen <br /> <br />I wash these dishes, my responsibility, my income <br />I see slops of food, the filfth, my duty <br />Yes, that's me, a dish washer at madison's <br />I am sixteen <br /> <br /> <br />I turn the keys to my new car, my baby, my Mustang <br />I hear the sound, the sound of a beast, the sound of my machine <br />My debt for the next four years <br />I am sixteen <br /> <br /> <br />I become close to K, my bud, my best friend <br />We play our computers, our past time, our livelihood <br />Our getaway from the outside world <br />We are sixteen <br /> <br /> <br />I fall in love with my friend's brother's girlfriend, my inspiration, my mistake <br />I'm caught in a whirlwind, which ways up and which ways down, chaos <br />Confusion for the remainder of arguably the best age of my life <br />I was sixteen <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7873170?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78731472001-12-12T11:30:00.000-08:002001-12-12T11:32:01.000-08:00<b>My Only Enemy</b> <br />Gossip, you ask me where have I been? Are you insane? You should know where I've been, for you are Gossip. Remember I am too cool for my own good? Remember I was hanging out with people from other schools because I hadn't any friends at school? Remember I was falling head over heels for a girl of my dreams and wasting my time? Do you not recall I was out losing the soccer game? Remember you swore I was out talking behind someone's friend's borther's friend's sister's boyfriend's mother's back? Oh you don't? Then gossip you have failed, haven't you seen the truth in me yet? Maybe it's because of my leave of absence? I guarentee tomorrow you will succeed. I haven't beaten you yet Gossip. Fuck High School.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7873147?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78731372001-12-12T11:29:00.000-08:002001-12-12T11:34:34.000-08:00<i>The following has been republished from my old blog</i> <br /> <br /><b>Flycatcher</b> <br />Buzz buzz buzz <br />I wish it would fall out of the heavens and die! <br />Snatch! <br />I got you now you little fuck! <br />Wedged between by index and thumb... <br />Claustrophobia my friend? <br />You need air, short on breaths? I'm sorry, not really <br />You shouldn't have been buzzing in my ear <br />Don't ever underestimate <br />You are merely an insect <br />You legs are kicking rapidly against my fingers, it tickles, stop it! <br /> <br />I am going to let you go now my many-eyed foe <br />Are you ever going to buzz in my fucking ear again? <br />I think not <br />A scornful laugh laughs I<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7873137?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78586792001-12-11T22:14:00.000-08:002001-12-12T14:13:46.000-08:00<b>You know my number(s)</b> <br />A phone call would be nice <br />In the middle of the night <br />Maybe included with a I miss you <br /> <br />A phone call would be nice <br />For I am still your friend <br />At least I want to be <br /> <br />A phone call would be nice <br />maybe we could meet up <br />look into eachother's eyes <br /> <br />A phone call would be nice <br />I past your work today <br />I was thinking about you about a phone call <br /> <br />Do you remember that ONE phone call <br />The one on that Thursday night? <br />Remember that Friday? <br /> <br />Maybe this entire passage is strange <br />Me rambling, to no one <br />Hince my number hasn't changed<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7858679?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78585532001-12-11T22:07:00.000-08:002001-12-11T22:07:24.526-08:00<b>Rebound</b> <br />Nice shot Kenny <br />Now I'll be the rebound <br />Ball bounced right to Her <br />She snatched it up <br />It is hers now <br />Nice shot Kenny <br />You shot with false hope <br />Which turned me to false hope <br />Which made me fall head over heels <br />as she dribbled <br />Nice shot Kenny <br />Nothing but net <br />You found the G spot <br />Did something right <br />I failed <br />Nice shot Kenny <br />She snatched it up <br />Ran with it <br />She took a shot <br />I missed the net <br />Nice shot Kenny<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7858553?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78583832001-12-11T21:58:00.000-08:002001-12-11T22:00:32.000-08:00<b>Without Direction</b> <br />She is a feather falling over a pond <br />With no distinct destination, allowing for many possible resting places <br />She frails in the wind and hides behind the trees for cover <br />She falls slowly, whirling, and spinning <br />Very beautiful one might say <br />She hits the water and creates a ripple effect <br />Disturbing the dormant particles atop the water<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7858383?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225443.post-78357842001-12-11T07:29:00.000-08:002001-12-11T22:17:54.000-08:00 <br /><b>Unforsaken</b> <br />I've been captured by the wraths of hell <br />Satan's own creation is incinerating my insides <br />The smoke allowing none to breathe, none to see <br />Melting drops of flesh drip from my body and splash to the embers below <br />Sizzle. <br />Incarcerated from the pleasures of the world <br />Shackled within Lucifer's chains<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3225443-7835784?l=copeland.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Copehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938465635634658390noreply@blogger.com