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| Adriannus
adriannus00x@hotmail.com
None
|  "You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?"
, posted Thu 31 May 18:56  
I think I'll try my hand at posting some poems. At best, only one of 'em is really even remotely related to Doom, but ah, what the hell. Here goes.
Dawn of Twilight
The crimson skies crawl slowly past,
Revealing a man, his face aghast
Saith he to ears, none but his own:
“Man hath reaped what he hath sown.”
In this field, life was made,
But now it is tilled with a blade
Rain once fell to the ground, making mud,
Now the soil is soaked with blood
Day fades now into night,
Darkness forgetting now, the prior light
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Le Miserables Toilette
A glistening whirlpool spirals down to unknown depths,
Ever bubbling in mysterious waters
One man has messed up this beautiful instrument,
He leaves the room as another man enters unaware
This man comes and looks upon this dilemma in dismay,
Wondering what he shall do now
Things are getting dangerous now, perilous waters rising,
He frantically looks for a way out
At last he realizes he has a problem…
…the toilet has clogged.
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- Here's one more for all you romantics out there.
Ode to Feminine Beauty
Thy winsome composure knows earthly limitations not;
it heeds no call, and soars to the heavens above.
In your hands, your heart, you possess my love;
in my mind I know, without you, mine twould be sot.
Thou, your melodious laugh brings rapture to my heart;
and your mind, its intricasies and enigma entranced me.
Verily, my soul cries out for but one thing...thee;
my person knows no greater honor but thou and thy impart.
Grace! Thy grace to mine eyes is music's unearthly motion;
man, nor god, has never known such sculpture as thy face.
Your hand, your finger, upon my heart, your name doth trace;
dear, and thy favor, to my being is an uncurable potion!
To, through, and within thee, God embodied perfection;
a look, a thought, gesture, anything from thee doth me enmesh;
And to know thou, to experience you brings life to my flesh;
You are She who God made with intent, She who is my heart's elation.
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Quite a bit of writing. I actually wrote these (most of 'em) before hand and saved them on my PC. What can I say, sometimes I've got nothing better to do. :) Hope you enjoyed it.
"Men are dishonest animals by nature. Therefore avoid a moral high-ground and deceive your brother first before his blade finds your back..."
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| skadoomer
skadoomer@doomcenter.com
fuck icq
| "Re(1):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Fri 1 Jun 21:47
like slam poetry for doom....
ska is cool
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| amanichen
amanichen@yahoo.com
| "Re(1):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 19:39
sounds like Doom meets MacBeth
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...dumb guy with big axe.
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Maybe you can help me -- I STAB PEOPLE!
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| Zaldron
Le Ventilateur 
avengerz66@hotmail.com
18477495
| "Re(1):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 19:25
Question : why you people post poems here? I can't imagine a decent reason...
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"There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death there's brain death and there's being off the network."
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| | Lüt
Albino Negro 
toruonda@home.com
23065834
| "Re(2):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 20:22
HEY!
I believe you have some rounds to make in an earlier post...
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You have been bothered by: Lüt
"Living Colour is my favorite black metal band."
www.doomworld.com/insanity
www.mp3.com/dyingcorpse
www.thebarnacle.f2s.com
AIM: Dying Corpse - SB4824 - XtbbTSzNyKw5sRB4 <-- Talk to me dammit!
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| | Zaldron
Le Ventilateur
avengerz66@hotmail.com
18477495
| "Re(3):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 21:34
You're damn right, mister. It's just that the topic takes a loooong time here to show up. Besides, someone fucked up with a random text output and now the forum tables are like 3000 pixels wide. F-U-C-K-I-N-G annoying.
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"There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death there's brain death and there's being off the network."
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| | Katgut
tathetriam@aol.com
47.433333331
|  "Re(4):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?"
, posted Fri 1 Jun 05:11
quote:
You're damn right, mister. It's just that the topic takes a loooong time here to show up. Besides, someone fucked up with a random text output and now the forum tables are like 3000 pixels wide. F-U-C
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That 'tweren't no fuckup.
That 'twere intentional.
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Anything mentioned on the side of this post or above this post is the opinion only of Doomworld and not of the author. Suck it down folks!
"Hey Ron! Can we say 'fuck' in this game?"
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| | Lüt
Albino Negro
toruonda@home.com
23065834
| "Re(4):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 22:36
quote:
Besides, someone fucked up with a random text output and now the forum tables are like 3000 pixels wide. F-U-C-K-I-N-G annoying
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They fixed that yesterday! Now GO!
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You have been bothered by: Lüt
"Living Colour is my favorite black metal band."
www.doomworld.com/insanity
www.mp3.com/dyingcorpse
www.thebarnacle.f2s.com
AIM: Dying Corpse - SB4824 - XtbbTSzNyKw5sRB4 <-- Talk to me dammit!
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| | Zaldron
Le Ventilateur
avengerz66@hotmail.com
18477495
| "Re(5):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 22:38
WOOHOO!!!
/me runs away armed with a rusty pipe.
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"There are three kinds of death in this world. There's heart death there's brain death and there's being off the network."
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| | Adriannus
adriannus00x@hotmail.com
None
| "Re(3):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 20:27
I do believe you're right, Lut! Off I go...
"Men are dishonest animals by nature. Therefore avoid a moral high-ground and deceive your brother first before his blade finds your back..."
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| | ralphis
ralphis@demongate.ath.cx
N/A
| "Re(2):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 19:42
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I can't imagine a decent reason...
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Alot of time on their hands i guess
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The Official IRC Jackass
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| | deadnail
A Happy Republican 
deadnail@yahoo.com
4957448
| "Re(2):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 19:32
Why ain't your bitchass on ICQ?
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"Call your damnable hunt.
We shall see whom I drag screaming to hell with me."
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| | Lüt
Albino Negro
toruonda@home.com
23065834
| "Re(3):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Sun 3 Jun 01:51
MIRABILIS!
MIRABILIS ICQ!
MIRABILIS!
MIRABILIS ICQ!
MIRABILIS!
MIRABILIS ICQ!
MIRABILIS!
MIRABILIS ICQ!
MIRABILIS!
MIRABILIS! I! C!
Q!
Eat that poetry, bitches.
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You have been bothered by: Lüt
"Living Colour is my favorite black metal band."
www.doomworld.com/insanity
www.mp3.com/dyingcorpse
www.thebarnacle.f2s.com
AIM: Dying Corpse - SB4824 - XtbbTSzNyKw5sRB4 <-- Talk to me dammit!
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| nightmare imp
nightmare_limbo@hotmail.com
| "Re(1):You've got the -- um...pea-shooter?" , posted Thu 31 May 19:11
Limbo
The place of death reeks.
You are all alone.
No one to care about you.
You cry.
But a light.
A light where you hear your name being called...
"Mother?" you say.
"Yes I know your secret"she says.
Your confindent.
"What mother?"you say.
"Your dead" she says.
"No how?"
"Without hurry son,your life is a dream"
Blackness returns and you awake in a field of roses,you know soon you will part away...
You are naked in the field,but nothing bothers you.You feel at peace and you know everything will be okay.The sky is a beutiful
blue and no worrys.
Than you remember.
Always picked on at school and til one day you stole a gun and ran off into the woods and took your own life...
But soon it begins to rain blood and fire shoots out and a large,horned goat like creature steps out of the ground and greets you.Than god comes from the sky,your surrounded by the two entitys.
They look at you.
God and Satan look at you.
You look at them.
You feel sickness in the mind and they turn away from you and vanish."No come back,judge me!" you scream.
Your stuck here forever,your in the darkness and emptiness again.....
The end.
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