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Friday September 07, 2007

I know,knew It.

I knew the world would end.
I knew we could amend.
Nobody believed me when I said we could defened.

Breaking away and screaming it out.
All staring in a haze and not one shout.
Describing every detail in a pout.

Now every one say your prayers.
And chase away all your scares.
Because sin are your evil dares.

Fight, fight and fight.
Break away the blacken wall till you see the light.
Find it till you go blind from it being so bright.

Now Im here and take my hand.
to lead the way to that foreign land.
And leaving our foot prints history in the sand.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:19 PM
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Monday August 06, 2007

we need the chaos

We need the choas.
Because now we sit here letting our keen smarts rots.
We need to have the fear again so we can think harder.
to think harder means to succeed furthur.
The worlds end is coming and no on knows.
And we become lazier and it shows.

so let the lord smight our souls for we deserve it.
lets start thinking again before we have regret.
so lets have some fun and fear the darkes show around.
because it will catch us beofor its found.

Be scared and used that god given brain.
because its good to have the pain and strain.
You may lose you mind.
but it will all be over soon in time.
and that you can find.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 12:35 AM
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Sunday July 29, 2007

Ocean

I had a dream of water.
Under the moon and the sun.
Orphaned by the father.
No love...none.

sitting in the tide of the ocean.
feeling my moods change like the waves.
screaming inside...my emotions.
lurking in my hidden caves.

I wish to walk on the salty sea.
I see him there on the water.
search harder because its he I see.
Getting close but I falter.


Just as my dream and a thousand tides.
looking staight for a mile.
He cant hide his fire eye's.
Seeing his anger in the tidals.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 9:29 PM
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Wednesday July 18, 2007

Like Heaven

Just a few days ago.
A sweet awesome place that I got to go.
I got to see daughtry

They werent very good.
But the rest kicked buttand I knew they would.
Then staind came along.

The were awesome like always.
Singing with joy in many day.
Then it was nickelback's turn.

The were the best I felt so alive.
The best show I have seen in my life.
I had the greatest time.

Wish I had someone to share it with.
Unfortunately I dont have a list.
But it was like heaven.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 12:22 PM
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Thursday July 12, 2007

The word is just too free.

There is a word that people say.
That makes the little innocent
girls come out to play.
Blue eye'd blonde boys just
say it too freely.
Until that special day when
their game become reality.

Why can't the dumb ones see
that its just a word they say.
A word that has no meaning.
coming from the boy that glows
in the suns rays.
Dumb little blondes and thats
all you'll ever be.
Why am I the only one who can see.
So why cant that little boy cut
the act.
and chop up his heart with an axe.
Because maybe that pain will come
to him.
The pain that he gave to all the
girls with in.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:46 PM
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Thursday July 12, 2007

My hidden phantom

I walk on through those lonely halls.
Hearing his voice from wince it calls.
With every step I step on glass.
For a hidden mystery, pretty lies behind the mask.

I have searched for years and have not caught a glimps.
Feeling his breeze as it whisps.
Knowing that every one has disappeared because of you.
Still knowing that I'm not through.

Taunting me with your every glance.
knowing this bloody tear wont be my last.
You come to me in my dreams' giving me so much joy.
Always grasping me with such grace and with such coy.

You are my hidden phantom that I almost found.
And every step I take brings me that much closer to the ground.
One day I'll find you, find you screaming my name.
For the power I have over you is the one to blame.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:36 AM
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Friday June 29, 2007

free love

My love is always free.
Dont you know its just you me.
YOur the only one I see.

My love is always yours.
Your hands is my new force.
So let them travel on its own accord.

My love is just right.
Seeing beauty in your sight.
seeing the glow of my eyes in the light.

My love...I like it just they way you are.
And when I find you your never that far.
You never left that painful scar.

Cant you see that my love is free.
All you gotta do is believe.
And from me you will never flee.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 2:07 PM
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Monday June 25, 2007

All Night'er


Waited till she went to bed.
And we knew what we were thinking without anything being said.

We talked for hours and messed around.
trying desparately not to make a sound.

Trying not to laugh was hard.
Being more than friends...NO one could tear apart.

I could tell you anything and you'd laugh.
Loving that strong grasp.

Telling eachother jokes...we could talk about anything.
This is what we did that entire night till we heard that ring.

We probably know more about eachother than we should.
making me smile isnt hard...but I knew you could.

Your smile always made me smile.
I could always make you laugh and make you wild.

We pulled an all nighter.
But then my eyes grew tired'er
lol.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:06 AM
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Monday June 25, 2007

Thinking About It.

Could have swore you were the one for me.
Now I'm glad that your not I see.

You put women through such heart break.
Collecting them like pieces of meat that you take.

I'm glad I found my way out of your eyes like the sea.
Now when I invision you, your vision grows bleak.

I'm glad that I'm not caught in your web of words any more.
Sewing my heart together that you once tore.

YAY! I say. For I am no longer in your decietful grasp.
Now its me in your collection that you lack.

And now every time I see you, wondering how I escaped.
I just smile and take my life that you took for fake.

Maybe one day you’ll see that you’re caught in a web.
Because for all I know your next

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 9:56 AM
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Tuesday June 19, 2007

Lonely Indian Girl

There she goes chanting her words of praise.
Saying the winds will take her place.
Whispering in her ear of her lonely truth.
And her chain's will fall and become loose.

She sits there waiting for her time to come.
She doesnt age and she is the only one.
Crying in her cave.
And listening to the promises that they once gave.

The winds never lie.
But the days go by.
The humans are made of greed.
With every one born by the seed.

She is the lonely indian girl waiting.
While inside her cave her tears are painting.
She's waited so long that every sound is familiar.
But her surroundings become peculiar.

She cries even harder now.
For her cave is crumbling down.
Why are they doing this to her.
For its the greedy man and the selfish sir.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 11:05 AM
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Thursday June 14, 2007

the ocean/his blue eyes

brisking back and forth like and ocean's wave.
coming back to me lost in your own way.
crushing ever rock into sand.
the way you crush my heart in your hand.
wind causes the ocean to laugh.
your smile is know with out and ask.
oceans eye's become mean in the rain.
While yours just as blue cause me pain.
i took a step in the ocean that day.
and saw your soul was calm as i walked away.
maybe this time you wont come back.
and mabye i wont hurt when its your touch i lack.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:05 PM
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Thursday June 14, 2007

lost

I am confused by thought.
wondering why the apple was there and why it rot.
Lost in the labrynth that I have created.
Knowing once and for all that I was defeated.

Lossing self control by the memories of past.
Know by my dreams they would never last.
Wandering through the dark hallway.
Never finding proof if I was meant to stay.

Locked inside forever knowing all the truth.
But to know the dirty truth is uncouth.
Chopping down the last of the forest.
Only to find the hidden wall...now I must rest.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 5:55 PM
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Wednesday May 16, 2007

Your Everywhere.

I turn my head your there.
But when I do see you I stare.
Your sould haunts me.
My eye's open with glea.
I know your not mine.
But maybe in time.
Sometimes I think your there.
Looking at me standing bare.
But Its just my imagination.
Now I really open my eyes and you were never there.
And it brings to me a scare.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:12 AM
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Wednesday May 16, 2007

thoughts

My thoughts are taking over me.
They get out of hand and I'm starting to believe.
I run wild, more than one can see.
Some thoughts wont leave.
They run fast like rapid rivers.
Making loud crushing noises.
Sneaking on me like a snakes slithers.
I hear their voices.
...But I'm not always gulable.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:10 AM
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Thursday May 10, 2007

My Colors.

In my eyes a rose is red.
But the thought of it should be black because it brings the dead.

My skin is yellow.
But it should be grey for I am dark but I can be mellow.

My hair is black.
But it should be the light for the common sense is what I lack.

The rain is blue.
But it should be red because it the blood that I crave for you.

My teeth are white.
But they should stained for they smile in the yellow sun light.

My words have many quarrels.
But the word love shows my colors.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 9:37 AM
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Thursday May 10, 2007

"Say It"

Say that you love me and that your always there.
Say that when I cry and that you car.
Say it.

Speak to me that your arms tell me.
Speak to me that your eyes grieve.
Say it.

Scream my name when your far.
Scream your love for me by the giving scar.
Say it.

Tell me that your here to stay.
Tell me that your the one, I pray.
Say it.

For I say it in my words but do you hear me.
For I say it but your to far away.
For I say it but its not me you see.
Tell me your mine is what I want you to say.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 9:30 AM
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Thursday April 26, 2007

My Obsession

my obsession is your teeth on my neck.
Even your lips apon mine make me a nervous wreck.
My obsession is your hands wrapped around my throat.
Strong and Rough but never a choke.
my obsession is your weight that pressures me.
I'm obsessed so bad, its almost a greed.
My obsession is your probing eye's
You look at me like a rose, it makes me cry.
My obsession is your kisses.
Rough and loving, regreted misses.
My obsession is your hugs that never let go.
One day they will I know.
my obsession...is you.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 3:28 PM
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Tuesday April 17, 2007

mY lOvE hAtE

I love to hate the people that make me made.
It brings on fantasies that make me glad.
I love to see a white rose turn black.
Because the peace that people lack.
I laugh in there faces because I am their end.
And they have nothing left to defend.
And they are tearing themselves apart.
And I know their stories by heart.

My love hate brings JOY.
The World is my new Toy.

I love to think people are useless.
When its that gap in their life they miss.
My misery would bring devistation to you.
Smiling as my poison grew.
One day their will be devistation and blood over the land.
I collect the crystals as it is absorbed by the sand.

My love hate brings JOY.
The World is my new TOY.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 7:37 PM
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Sunday April 15, 2007

YOU

You came over one night.
But I didnt know what I was feeling was right?
I got into your truck and you smiled at me.
And your eyes happy is what I see.
You and I talked for 3 hrs long.
And none of it felt wrong.
You said I looked nervous.
And you seemed curious.
You wondered what was on my mind.
And It was something you wanted to find.
You tried so hard but I said no.
But you were on my mind for how much I missed your so.
But I couldnt tell you.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 11:52 AM
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Saturday March 31, 2007

First Time.

It feels like the first time with you.
And only my lust grew.
I needed more and the pain was the best.
And when done I never needed the rest.
I just wanted more till there was nothing left of me.
When it happens it feels like the first time and I feel free.
But then you fell away and disappeared.
Loss of my new found lust began to be feared.
And now I dont think the worst is over.
I need to find my four leaf clover.
My need become grappling and I fight but do not prevail.
I need to find my one....my male.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:46 PM
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Friday March 30, 2007

It hurt but its numb now.

You ripped off my wings.
But I sewed them back on.
You had great pleasure from listening to my screams.
But now its over and it took so long.

Your kept hurt the scare on my back.
But I cant feel anything now...it went numb.
Your acid just kept seeping through the crack.
So to get rid of the pain I pricked my thumb.

But that didnt work so I got a scar.
One that was permanent, made out of ink.
The line of my sins travels so far.
And now its your turn I think.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:29 PM
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Tuesday March 20, 2007

What I know I will never Forget!

I cry everday now because it feels like I have no one left.
Every one has gone and my heart I now wrecked.
All I have left is myself and my pride.
Things are now becoming clearer and less mystified.
My mother has now disapeared.
My father's record will never be cleared.
My love of my life has gone away.
My family keeps dieing what more can I say.
Now its my turn to live on my own.
For I realize I am now grown.
I have no reason to chase any one any more.
Because I have been torn further than my core.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:27 PM
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Tuesday March 20, 2007

i know your loss

I felt your pain, so I give you my empathy.
But have lost you, so I feel no sympathy.
I gave you so much more.
I puked the pain away as I ate your gore.
You lost your heart a long time ago.
But now its your turn to staighten and grow.
YOu have lost blood and tears.
But I havelost more in the years.
I tell you now that your loss will never be greater than mine.
And one day God will send you a sign.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:20 PM
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Monday March 12, 2007

my monster

There's a monster being awakened.
Lives are being taken.
Watching them desapear.
THe monster getting loose grows near.
People breaking me down.
Picking them up from the ground.
Monster growling at the mystified aura.
Growing skeptcile of me.
Is this how it must be.
My monsters give accusations to me.
But to many I beg stop, plea.
Starring at my monster in the mirror.
Its blurred complexion grows clearer.
This monster controls my abilites.
To my conscience its a creature.
Its me, the one I saw beating her.
But here's the thing.
It was me beating me.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 3:53 PM
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Wednesday February 28, 2007

What Your Doing To Me.

Once more you tell those lies to me
why cant you be straight up with honesty.
Pushing me towards that endless path.
Walking away but your words lash.
Your attitude quick with stealth.
Ripping my flesh for a pelt.
Everytime you say sorry I forgive.
But it gets harder and I grit my teeth and try.
One day Id like to see you cry.
You drive me insane to the point where I want lithium
Your words break the bar to the mininum.
Your abstinence was overbaring.
Taking you back is a move that would be daring.
I love you but you not me.
And maybe I shouldnt be so caring.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:47 PM
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Tuesday February 27, 2007

The Pain Thats Still There.

I look up and see the ceiling.
Everyday on the news there's more killing.
One day its a shooting at a school.
The other someones head is bashed in with a tool.
Why cant we stop this madness.
Its getting worse, its a mess.
I looked at my hands and their red with blood.
We all should be shamed and out faces smashed in the mud.
We are all killers because we dont stop it.
But what can we do all we were taught was to sit.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 3:51 PM
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Tuesday February 27, 2007

Strength.

Give me the strength.
Hand me the will and power.
So that I may get my gold at the end of the rainbow.

Let the blind man see.
Give the deaf ears.
So that everyone can experience the beauty.

Grant the cripple to move.
May the challenged recieve knowledge.
So that we can walk the path of know together.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 3:48 PM
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Tuesday February 27, 2007

"What could kill me but only brings Shame"

I have this scare on my back.
Your acid seeped on me through the crack.
The ravinus stare that couldnt be blocked.
And my urge that couldnt be stopped.
You were my Adam, never was I your Eve.
In dreams you cried beneath me.
In mine eye's you look to be a god.
You could make me quiver with just one node.
My lips trembled and tears arose.
To be without me is what you chose.
I felt my flesh being torn with every lie.
Going numb and never letting out a cry.
Your hand felt like clouds with acid rain.
It burned me but I felt no pain.
But for some reason my heart was mangled.
Ripped to shreds by your words that are now tangled.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 3:46 PM
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Sunday February 25, 2007

If I Think About YOU. I Think About LOVE.

If I think about you. I think about love.
Its yours that I cant get enough of.
I feel inside scared but happy in my heart.
I dont ever want us to be apart.
I feel scared because I dont want to lose it again.
And happy because of the proof I know you'll send.

Baby when I think about you. I feel like making love.
Its yours that I cant get enough of.
My heart is grappling for more of your passion.
Having you in my arms is a sensation.
Your smile brings joy to my eye's
They bring my higher to the sky's.

I just wanted to let you know that I will always love you.
For that moment when we argued it just grew.
And thats when I always knew.
Is that you loved me too.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 7:30 PM
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Wednesday February 21, 2007

My Curse To You

You bastard. I hate you.
You new my love grew.
Yet you tore it back down.
And then spat at it while it was on the ground.
Your words so very profound.
Now I know they meant nothing, nothing but lies.
And now my eyes have rage while my heart cries.
I wouldnt care if I ever saw you again.
Because your face drives me insane.
I'd be happy if I never heard your voice, but I'd smile if it screamed.
Then you see how well my eyes gleamed.
Dont say sorry cause I know you dont mean it.
I bit down hard on my teeth in regret.
Yeah I love you but now you know how I feel.
Dont even beg please as you kneel.
Because now you burn in my dreams
And no one hears your painful screams.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 6:59 PM
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Monday February 19, 2007

Did You Mean It?

I cant stop thinking about it.
What you said.
Its puzzled me, so that I had to sit.
Thats what I did the next day.
Those words...I went to sleep, bed.

I keep telling myself "It couldnt be."
They just keep echoing and I keep thinking.
I meant the words I said to you.
I feel lost I'm sinking.

I went to sleep and a dream came.
It was you, and your flawless smile.
I turned around because you said my name.
You tried to kiss me.
I havent seen you in longest while.

I had missed you.
And still do.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 4:19 PM
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Saturday February 17, 2007

You Came Back, Didnt you?

Friday night we talked about us.
YOu said sorry for the heart you crushed.
Yet I didnt understand why you left.

We talked for the longest time.
You told me you had written something about me in rhyme.
You asked and I told you the truth of how I still loved you.

You asked me questions, one was why.
I told you something was in eye, but yet it was a cry.

We had a conversation putting it to use.
You heart I never can lose.
You told me to go to sleep, then whispered "I love YOU."

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:11 PM
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Friday February 16, 2007

Cupids Stupidity

Cupid is a knavish lad.
Only here to make poor women sad.

Theres a time when love is useful.
When you realize he's being truthful

To bad I havent experienced that yet.
Maybe never I'm willing to bet.

Love means nothing to me no more.
For I have been lost within my minds ocean shore.

Cupid is a knavish lad.
Only here to make poor women sad.

Valentines day is just a game for ignorant people.
To me its just day thats unbelievable.

For the entire week I'm alone wishing to leave.
But every where I go it seems to follow and smile while I'm in grief.

It whispers in my ear and tells its spells.
And I will listen because for ever in my head it tells.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 12:40 PM
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Tuesday February 13, 2007

Black Wind

The wind flows threw my hair covering the sky.
The moon loses its glow and becomes blind.

Remembering the pains of long since past.
Smothering the things of once did last.

You hid from me scared of nothing more.
My heart feel and broke like glass to the floor.

Now it has become black dust blowing in the wind.
Its my hatred that has become more than sin.

My hair tells a story as it wips it thorns at you.
my revenge and sorrow grew.

But my feelings now ominously smother me.
Begging on me knees to god with plea.

Forget, forget, forget my spell once was.
But now it fades...yes it does.

But never forgive and forget.
For now every one does this to me and I treat them with smit.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:51 PM
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Tuesday February 13, 2007

White Death.

Snow Day's are white with no play.
Glad its something not is may.
Its death that bring the chill to your soul.
Live in it too long and your begin to grow cold.


Snow is the death thats never is obsolescent.
An ice knife that freezes to you and becomes and attachment.
But not willingly nor happy.
This day has now been forever know the day of the crappy.

Please go away because I am bored.
Some one please pull the snow cored.
Stop this massive destruction.
Because its destroying my day and sending me into oblivion.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 1:39 PM
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Monday February 12, 2007

touch it.

To jump off a cliff and not fall.
To hear the vioce of ones call.
Realizing my reality that obsured me.
I saw his eyes, filled with greed.

To see the sun rise but blind.
Sense of touch for things to find.
Sensing my faults that become curses.
Listening to words that form into verses.

To hear annoyance but deaf.
A letter is the only thing he left.
Written in his tears of blood ink.
Himself is the only one I think.

To have all of these is a curse of desire.
But its something I cant let go, I admire.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:19 PM
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Thursday February 08, 2007

The Feeling I Remember

Ooo This feeling was so nice when I had it.
It was something I never wanted to quite.

I loved the feeling that was pushed inside.
It was a fire that never wanted to hide.

It would rush towards the other in lust.
Feeling it was a constant must.

Sweat and moans...those were meant for more.
The pure lust grabs me by my inner core.

Everday all day was need for it.
And when it came it was more than just delight.

I love it rough with ripping blood and nails.
The feeling never stops, never fails.

The feel of naked and bare.
I loved it when they pulled my hair.

Bitting is even more satisfying
With out it I feel like dying.

I need more and now.
I love it when they chow down...

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:51 PM
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Sunday February 04, 2007

Remembering and Knowing Him

I remember when I used to cry over this boy.
Listening to "behind blue eyes."
But now a year has past knowing he knows how it feels to be used like a toy.
And I realize that all the words he said were lies.
Words sound familiar...My love is vengence.
I hope he knows what its like to be mistreated.
But now I grow stronger with independence
And now he's the one I see defeated.
I just hope he knows there's that some one that will always love him.
One day he'll find his love to cherish him with arms wide open.
All he has to do is fight for it before his eyes grow grim.
Only now I wait for my word to heed him and for it to sink in.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 11:43 PM
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Friday February 02, 2007

"Listen" its your furture

Stop...Listen to the whisping of the humming bird.
Hearing the cries of a broken soul being nurtured.
Noticing the loves and life that become broken.
True lies that some one had spoken.
Wait...Listen. Do you hear my words that I speak.
Or are they just faint and bleak.
Hearing what ominously aprouches your future coming.
Becoming helpless to the world is numbing.
Your transparent figure makes the scary sound of footsteps.
You step closer to see that it your future as it came slowly but crept.

Take a second and listen its your "life."

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 9:41 PM
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Wednesday January 24, 2007

In my nature to give

I felt bad for you and kissed your lips.
I let you take a couple more sips.
I thought that would be enough in your eyes.
But all I did was bring you more sighs.

You were hurt and finding your way.
I had given you words to say.
You told me some words.
To me it was like kryptonite and it feeds me.
I saw you greif and gave you my body to see.

I saw how lost your eyes were and bushed against them.
Until you opened them again and to me they looked like gems.
This happen for that night.
Hugging eachother till light.

This happen for two more days.
I tended to you scraps.
I watched as you tried to escape.

Until one day you were finally done with her.
You got what wanted from me too.
And you were on your way to soon,
and all you left was hurt.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:00 PM
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Friday January 19, 2007

Stupid Me.

Hey guess what you stupid bitch.
Says the voices in my head.
They say its my turn to lay down in this bed.
They say I need to look at the light as they fix me with a stitch.

I have mutalated my body on the inside trying to get rid of all the pain.
It hurts so bad that I do more and more that it drives me insane.
I tell people to fuck the world because its a gaint dick.
And that people who hurt are apart of the combined pricks.

my tragity is that no one can see how much pain people cause eachother.
Their very lives they destroy and with a single pillow they smother.
The will last until some small little cunt comes along to take their lives.
The would push that certain button that would drive them to the knife.

So people I would suggest that you understand before enteracting.
So you can find the thing that is more satisfacting.

Please heed my word and live by them.
For people drink or drug their lives away by the dream skehm.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 10:33 PM
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Tuesday January 16, 2007

Reason why I feel used.

I feel used and tormented.
Why...because every one sees me as a toy.
I may be dumb founded sometimes but I'm very coy.
And their silver toung made it sound like they ment it.

I'll be there for them but they just keep using.
I give them my heart and love.
Theirs I cant get enough of.
Their words are never amusing...any more.

I need that somebody to used me and return the favor.
Some one to give me their heart and soul.
I want me to be his goal.
I want his arms around me to savor.

Now hear all who have been used and didnt get the return.
If you believe me in what I say.
And your tired of your world going grey.
Send me you thoughts and I'll know its your turn.
.....as well.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 8:27 PM
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Sunday January 07, 2007

Are there Words to Hear.

I fell down that day.
My eyes begin to grow grey.
I can't see or hear.
But when I see you its all clear.
I speak having no knowledge of what I am saying.
but you could spell out every letter in emotion.
I fell in your arms.
My heart begins to heal but with scars.
I cried that moment you were happy.
i smiled that day you felt crappy.
I will always be here to talk and take care.
When people leave its because their scared.
I touched you one day.
You looked at me with no words to say.
I grabed you and held you in my against my heart.
I'm just going to let you know that we will never be apart.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 2:23 PM
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Monday January 01, 2007

Haunting.

Why is it still haunting.
My blood its taunting
Causing it to run with rage.
I'm about to realese this monster from its cage.

I beat a fox in my dreams.
Last name, I watch as he wails and screams.
No longer does he haunt me.
And no longer do I plea.

Why is it still haunting.
The demons come a knocking.
I burn in my very own flesh.
emotions and posion begin to mesh.

I took a metal bar to its face.
Blood splattering on my lace.
Finally free from this thing.
Freedom ring let it sing.

Why is it haunting.
Well its not, not any more.
I laughed as its life ends and tore.
I have berid of it.
I felt nothing as it bit.

I walk these halls free and with recognition.
I stand tall with comfort and ambition.
I just wait for that next thing to get in my way.
And do the same thing and watch it die and grow gray.

Posted by Coulter Rodriguez at 5:37 AM
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