APimp4DaLadies• Show poetry

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It comes from the heart. If it is anything I can think of and it sounds good then I'm going to write about it.

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Well I use to be pimpdaddy but i decided to change it to APimp4daLadies cuz that's what I am baby.  IM me if you'd like to talk sometimes. Holla back at me hunnies.
Pimp signing off

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Name: Casey
Age: 17
Location: Duh VA can't you read at the bottom of the page?!?
Personality: I'm a pimp baby and so much more
Writing style: Don't really got one
Looks: GREAT! LOL Neways I got black hair (a fro), dark brown eyes, big and muscular...5'9 and if there's anything else you wanna know just ask the pimp!
Favorite Saying: I'm a pimp baby
My Saying: Drop it like its hot
          When I'm on top! (Or the bottom)

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This page is designed by the talented sexy lildevilinblack so look her up if you'd like. She's a very talented poet.
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Don't pay no attention to the lildevilinblack because she is crazy in the head and she is talented.
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I want to add my friend lollylou cuz I'm her hubby.
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STONE TEMPLE PILOTS - Big Empty

Album: Thank You (2003)


Driving faster in my car,
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more
These conversations kill - Falling faster in my car

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation
Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait to long to wait to long to wait to long

Too much walkin' shoes worn thin
Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin
Time to catch a ride it leaves today
Her name is what it means
Too much walkin' shoes worn thin

Time to take her home...

Conversations kill
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Meatplow
Fine place for a day full of breakdowns -
Takes more than a meltdown to show us how -
Throw a tack on the road, stop the meatplow -
Got a bullet but it ain't mine.

They got these pictures of everything -
To break us down, yeah to break me down.
They make us hate and we make it bleed.

But I got a lover and yeah
She shows me how,
To understand it, yeah to understand
I got a brother and well
He shows me how,
To make amends, yeah to make amends
With it.

Take a break from the mousetrap we call home -
Takes more than a message to make me smile -
I can feel when she kisses me sleeping -
But not when the news is on.

Music by D. Deleo - Lyrics by S. Weiland


Vasoline
One time a thing occurred to me
What's real, and what's for sale?
Blew a kiss and tried to take it home

It isn't you, isn't me
Search for things you can't see
Going blind, out of reach
Somewhere in the vaseline

Two times and it has rendered me
Punch drunk and without bail
Think I'd be safer all alone
Flys in the vasoline we are
Sometimes it blows my mind
Keep getting stuck here all the time

You'll see the look and you'll see the lies
You'll eat the lies, and you will.

It isn't you, isn't me
Search for things you can't see
Going blind, out of reach
Somewhere in the vasoline.
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