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chapter 1_
the boy is nothing.
trust me.
the boy is the least of our worries.
the boy has only one thing on his mine.
money.
Money.
Money.
Money is what makes the world go round.
Money is the reason I do what I do.
Money is the reason I am the way I am.
The glitch in the system is making this a little harder on me but I always find a way around.
A way around what, you say?
Well computer are my thing.
Those electronic little bastards are so fun to mess with.
Black hat is my way normally but occasionally I need some white hat protection.
Alright just try to connect.
Connect.
connect.
connect.
connecting to the system. he's connecting to the system.
he got pass the false.
false.
False.
False.
False glitch, huh? Nice try.
Try.
try.
try.
trying to get in, aye? How about, no.
Launch the counter attack on him.

At 6/5/14 05:40 PM, LDAF wrote: I definitely get a distinct mood from this, even in only a few lines. One thing that stuck out to me was that the first half (along with the last line) are written in a very specific style, while the latter half is a little more abstract. Overall, it feels like a draft in progress. Is it? Or is it final? Just curious. :)

It was final. It was sort of testing for future writing that I might do.

i'd rather sit with you
with your smile

i'd rather talk with you
with your nice, soft voice

i'd rather hold hands with you
with your soft palm grabbing mine

i'd rather be with you
than anyone else

look down
don't let them see

it's not that i don't like my own look
i just don't like the feeling

the feeling of...
"Eyes on you."
even if they aren't on me

it feels like someone pushing your spine
close fisted

like someone touching an adam's apple that pops out further than your own chin

point is
i don't like people staring

Just something else. At the moment, I'm just experimenting so expect some pretty bad stuff.
It's sort of based on the exact feelings I get when look up while walking. I look down when walking so that it doesn't feel like people are staring at me.

At 5/29/14 11:17 PM, whiz85 wrote: Why didn't you capitalize the 'I' in the sixth line? I know the entire poem is in lowercase, but it just feel weird to have the 'I' lowercase as well.

I don't know. I just think it looks beautifully different.
I'm weird like that dude. You're going to have to deal with it, haha.

here u goo

stand by
sit in your chairs

beginners stand to the sound of palm hitting
entrance words flow out of his jaw

swear to
i swear

cut your fingerprint
let the color drip on the picture of the savior's mother

no adult would wish you to enter this life
only days later will it end

PFFT. Just some random shit I came up with off the top of my head again. It's about joining the American Mob during prohibition. Normally you would swear to god and whatever and then they would cut your finger and let your blood drop onto a picture of Mary. Ya. Leave some feedback, please.

For those wondering what this is about, it's based around a Jewish child running away from Nazi troops and trying to get back home during World War 2. As she's running, she's reminded of all the times before the Nazi troops invaded. When she used to smile (teeth showing, face bright, yada yada yada) and when she was able to play like a normal child (hopping in rhythm refers to jump rope, a game normally played by children). A lot of the text in this piece refers to different songs and movies based around World War 2. For instance, Only Weeks Before The Guns is a line from the song "Holland, 1945" by Neutral Milk Hotel. The line "Sperm Coated Mountain Tops" refers to the song "Communist Daughter" also by Neutral Milk Hotel. Both of the songs are based on WW2. The hiding under the floor boards is meant to reference the movie Inglorious Bastards where at the beginning, there is a farmer hiding Jews under his floor boards.

If you were wondering what sperm coated mountain tops were, it means snow covered mountain tops. Her home is on a mountain covered in snow, haha.

Doubt it because I do.
Eat my shorts, Kim Jong Un III, you don't own me with your apple juice.

At 5/25/14 11:32 PM, GrizzlyOne wrote: have you ever friendzoned somebody or been friendzoned?

one time this chick came up to me and wanted to be my gf. I said "no" and told here I had too much stuff to do at the time. She looked sad afterwards and I feel bad about it. Maybe I should have hooked up with her for a bit.

That's not friendzoning. Friendzoning is saying you still want to be friends afterwards.
And also, no. I don't think I've been friendzoned but I have friendzoned people before.
I don't really feel bad about it though because we always end up good friends after.

I think I can trust this.
HAHA! I had you tricked, didn't I?

"carbon copy of duty"
Never heard that one. I laughed.

Caesar. Don't know why. Just because.

Well if that thing can be raped in prison, I'm not surviving a day.
But seriously speaking, I don't really care what happens to the guy. What he did was completely horrible. It's unbelievable that he could even begin to think of doing that to a toddler, ESPECIALLY HIS STEPSON WHO WAS ONLY 16 MONTHS OLD. To even think that he killed the kid after is just horrible. I honestly don't care what happens to him.

It's all Obama's fault.
Obama even dropped my ice cream cone this morning. He's the only one we can blame.

hide under the floor boards

five
four
three
two
one

run
run back to the sperm coated mountain tops
run back to home

before they came
your face shined bright
your cheeks pushed
your teeth showed

your legs, they moved
they hopped in rhythm

only weeks before the guns

Feedback would be great. Thanks.
This is seriously just something I thought off the top of my head because I was bored. I don't really have that much prior experience with writing.