Quotes about ecstatic
Up In Attic
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
Said...
I'm dragging with this melodic symphony...
Hit by timpanis,
And ooops!
When that's done I feel ecstatic!
Oh babe.
Oh babe.
I see you winking at me,
With your eyeballs going up and down.
I know you're thinking of me,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alone Come to Me
When you are posing in Sunlight you hold...
I feel ecstatic.
I feel the magic!
When you command my attention that grows...
I feel ecstatic.
I feel the magic!
Alive in me.
My heart I want you to own,
Alone!
When your smile brightens the clouds disappear.
I feel ecstatic.
I feel the magic!
I can't deny my eyes twinkle with cheer.
You bring the glow,
I want to be near.
I rise at midnight...
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Amys In The Attic
Mr. piser, I think you should come up here
Amys in the attic and brain has gone ecstatic
Not another day of all the suffering and pain I was just a little boy ever so naive
Amy was my best friend, I never want to hurt her
I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder
On the playground, I chase her down the slide
I chase her cross the monkey bars and she would run and hide
Jinglin and tumbling, I pushed her off the sled
Amy coincidently hit her head
Dumbling inside my brain, down came the wade
Amy isnt answering, who would get the blame?
Amy isnt laughing, amy isnt crying
Amy isnt really breathing, God I think shes dying
Suddenly, the air is cold I must get her inside
Even though she died, amy has to hide
Nobody must ever know that I made amy sick
Lock her up forever in the attic
Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die
Im thinking if its really true then how come I am telling you
And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to
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song performed by Insane Clown Posse
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Your New Dawn Now Is On
Your new dawn now is on.
Grab it.
Nab it.
Make it something that you need like a habit!
Your new dawn now is on.
Grab it.
Nab it.
Make it something that you need like a habit!
Feel it!
Become ecstatic and make it automatic
Feel it!
No need to lay back in saddened traps.
Feel it!
Don't be slow to grab onto the hold.
Be brave and be bold!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Millennium to Millennium
Bearing the corpse of clear sunny day,
Upon the shoulder when I went out,
Alone I was, no one accompanied me,
But some shadows,
Walked along swaying in ecstatic mood,
But some beams,
Accompanied with lashes moisty wet,
But some tears,
That blurred the sights,
But some drops,
The sun whom missed a lot,
But some memories,
Whom upon grew green guinea-grass,
But some moments,
Who riding on the train of centuries,
Jogged place to place, spot to spot.
But some shadows,
Walked along swaying in ecstatic mood.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Lately
Elated I am to know you.
Ecstatic and sometimes fanatical I can be.
Thinking of you and possibilities.
Lately I've been staying in creative imagination.
Wanting to be touched with closed eyes.
As I am stirred by youthful sensations,
You initiate without hesitation.
Oh why oh why,
Is it you I fantasize.
Oh why oh why,
Do I think of you as Sunrise.
Laying next to me,
From Monday to Sunday...
Holding you near with romance to feed.
Feeling a returned embrace to fulfill a need.
Elated I am to know you.
Ecstatic and sometimes fanatical I can be.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dispatch Me From the Batch
Dispatch me from the batch,
Of those who wish a rematch back...
To patch relationships that cracked.
As if life lived is meant for that!
I want,
True happiness.
I need,
To feel ecstatic...
In romantic graphic snatches,
That does not leave a single scratch.
Or a fighting done with a tit for tat!
I hope,
For a love that's known.
To be,
Shared and known.
And feel...
It always there,
To grow with two who are aware.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Do
Who wants a love like this?
One that one can't resist.
Who wants a love like this...
One that can't be categorized,
Or dismissed just that quick!
Who wants a love like this?
One that one can't resist.
One that can't be categorized,
Or dismissed just that quick!
I'm fascinated...
By what this could be.
Hold I do close.
I'm so elated...
No imitation.
It is not faded.
It kinda says,
Don't let this go
To my head!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Attached To Happy
I've got my heart unwrapped from being sad...
And,
I'm Happy!
I've got my heart unwrapped from being sad...
And,
I'm Happy!
You've got to notice cause my motive is to flaunt it too.
After all the nonsense I've been through!
I've got my heart unwrapped from being sad,
And...
I am,
Happy!
I've got my heart unwrapped from being sad,
And...
I am,
Happy!
I hope it shows,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ecstatic Freedom
Freedom is no free, but their will be no rules tonight, because we own the night, the world is ours for the taking and the fright of the night is on more. We are the alphas, and the omegas, we control the pillars of life, and the big bang has nothing on our control, for we have the freedom of the night, we have the freedom of life, and the ecstatic freedom of the night. We are the children of creation, and the enemies of destruction, we own what is to come, and we are what is to be; We are We, We are I, I am You, and You are We. For we are free are so are you for as we are two, enemies are none. This night is fun, as fun as a blast, something that is special, important, knowing its going to last. We have freedom even when it is not free, this night is none of remorse but of free spirituality. For we are like the gods of a good day, and the titans of a great night, for everything is ours to control because starting now everything begins and ends in a delight. For our freedom is ecstatic and eternal, for as a flame it spreads and it grows to where it is not in control, but the control of we. We control what is and is to be and as the flame started it shall never end because of now that flame is we.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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