tiny poem CONTESTS don't pay 'slaves' anymore than hollywood or snuf
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Author: slavesinger/loveles ,
Title: slavesinger,
Dedication:MADONNA,
CAN ALL THE SONGS,IN THE UNIVERSE BE GIVEN ,UP,FOR LOSS,AS IS A HEART ,AND, LIFE; A BOND ,AND, BREATH?....
THE MEGA-TRUTH CRUSHED;LOST,AND,FORGOTTEN;SEEMS,TO BE,ON THE EDGE,OF REVEALING
OUTLOUD ALL THE,OPEN SIDED FACETS,OF A WEDDING TAKEN,TO THE ALTER;
A FINENESS,AND,TRUE VANE CORRUPTION CANNOT DEVIDE OUR LIFE, NOW,
SLAVE,AND,SINGER;YOU,AND,GODDESS,THAT YOU ARE IS
PURITY;
BLOOD;
BREAD ;
DEVINE.
the-LOVEles ,always waiting....
MY SECOND REFUSED ENTRY,AS FOLLOWS FOR A PRIZE OF $58 GRAND
,on oct 21 friday 2005 evening 9pm est
TITLE: WHO'S RAKING IN MY FAME,AND FORTUNE?
i lost my life to money,and,lost my money,to lowlife,if you want,to be a star: we know youll die TO BE a collossal star;
always underground;
everybody knows they owe.EVERYBODY,IN HOLLYWOOD hopes remains secret,till you die like a blue-star,IN THE HEAVENS dies;
loveLES.
holloween 10 grand prize rejected me,for this titled
tapping my shoulder OCT 23 @245AM
ghosts ....,
not unlike being watched,
or loved,when they seep,into walls;
you know where they come,from
which direction they target
noises you hear
cant be scared
or loose your space ,
to ,nothing timely
,in an icebreak....
COLD,YET YOU CUDDLE ALONE,WITH SOMEONE,OR,WITH GHOSTS;
all the time rapping my windows ;tapping my shoulder.
ANOTHER POEM THAT WAS EXCUSED//
Title of Your Poem:
THE SOLUTION,OF TEARS.
sometimes there are no ways,to rid the soul,
and,mind,and,conscience,of very lost
partners.
they live ,in every corner ;crevace,
and ,crack the minds eye can see,but,
when the light ,of ,another day ,begins;
the crying,begins ,to form a solution,of inevitable
tears.
RESPECTFULLY SUBMITTED,
loveLES.
VETRANS DAY FRIDAY @ 120PM EST 2005 NOVEMBER AFTERNOON
TITLE, of Your Poem:
i found out:I'M WAITING,TO DIE.
once you've lost it all,and,can't do athing;
you're anger's like an unseen rage.
everyday you smile ,and,wonder what's been done?
you ,put things ,in order;secretly,withdraw.
finally:,without knowing;you accept death.
give all away; stuff's,not important.
suddenly: you think a miracle day!!
'hope' is ,just like ,that light,at the tunnels'end.
RESPECFULLY SUBMITTED,
loveLES
november 12 sat and i dont expect this one to make it people!
Title of Your Poem:
I AM DONE WITH SINGING
done with life
being plagiarized
called crazy;sexy;
lying basketcases pumping me for girlfriends names
to say i am sick,and steal my income
you cant know my perdicament,becasue no-one's
in this situation dealing mafia,that snuffs
people;sadistically enjoys my being ruffed up,as
the x-slavesinger for the mob
so i remain
very truly
loveLES.
Please enter in your artist's profile:
early yrs. saint chrettienne academy.
masters/ psycholgy /teachers college /salem state college.
honarble discharge army dept.,of defense
grenada campaign medal 1985.
boston univ. undergrad-6yr. premed.matriculated,other colleges
university,of newmexico
monserratt school of painting,and,sculpture ,beverly,ma.
mass college,of art -2 yr.graduate graphic-design certificate program -inc.
i always had private tutors,and teachers,for everything,from biology,to classics ;religion,and,music
early dance classes,in ballet;piano;guitar;modeling ;manners;poise schools.
independant-studies,in handwriting-analysis,since: age 14 ,for:questioned-documents;credibility-reports;credit risks: basic and general graduate courses international graphoanalysis society;chicago, illinois 60606
i'd still be going,to school,for pilot! aviation-science(right ,now,but,the snuf-murders started) the lynn community (new) college,in lynn,ma.i'd be flying,now,if i was'nt permanatly slandered.i was doing shaw-prep,when i met the photographer who WANTED ,to,introduce me,to the producers,of snuf-film affiliatesdeep throat ,but,i refused.
i posed a few modeling pics;made my mom rescue me,and,lost tigres' purfume(,for women)ad contracts way back,in late sixties,for white studios/boylston street;boston,ma. right,across,from the pru.!
my brother,and,a whole family,of mafia already stuck me,in heavy-snuf sadists' industry.i was being watergated.i did songs,for,over three,and,a half decades.
singer ,only making all original SONGS,for 31-37yrs,and,
the - x slavesinger,for the mob 2005.
hobbies:SINGING,OF COURSE,AND,JAMING ,AND,SERVING MY CLOSEST LOVED-ONE's:
ie: my MOMMA,AND,MY GODDESS,....
ALSO: i am a sexual person,and,i don't wish,to discuss my"sexual-interests."
Author: slavesinger/loveles ,
Title: slavesinger,
Dedication:MADONNA,
CAN ALL THE SONGS,IN THE UNIVERSE BE GIVEN ,UP,FOR LOSS,AS IS A HEART ,AND, LIFE; A BOND ,AND, BREATH?....
THE MEGA-TRUTH CRUSHED;LOST,AND,FORGOTTEN;SEEMS,TO BE,ON THE EDGE,OF REVEALING
OUTLOUD ALL THE,OPEN SIDED FACETS,OF A WEDDING TAKEN,TO THE ALTER;
A FINENESS,AND,TRUE VANE CORRUPTION CANNOT DEVIDE OUR LIFE, NOW,
SLAVE,AND,SINGER;YOU,AND,GODDESS,THAT YOU ARE IS
PURITY;
BLOOD;
BREAD ;
DEVINE.
the-LOVEles ,always waiting....
MY SECOND REFUSED ENTRY,AS FOLLOWS FOR A PRIZE OF $58 GRAND
,on oct 21 friday 2005 evening 9pm est
TITLE: WHO'S RAKING IN MY FAME,AND FORTUNE?
i lost my life to money,and,lost my money,to lowlife,if you want,to be a star: we know youll die TO BE a collossal star;
always underground;
everybody knows they owe.EVERYBODY,IN HOLLYWOOD hopes remains secret,till you die like a blue-star,IN THE HEAVENS dies;
loveLES.
holloween 10 grand prize rejected me,for this titled
tapping my shoulder OCT 23 @245AM
ghosts ....,
not unlike being watched,
or loved,when they seep,into walls;
you know where they come,from
which direction they target
noises you hear
cant be scared
or loose your space ,
to ,nothing timely
,in an icebreak....
COLD,YET YOU CUDDLE ALONE,WITH SOMEONE,OR,WITH GHOSTS;
all the time rapping my windows ;tapping my shoulder.
ANOTHER POEM THAT WAS EXCUSED//
Title of Your Poem:
THE SOLUTION,OF TEARS.
sometimes there are no ways,to rid the soul,
and,mind,and,conscience,of very lost
partners.
they live ,in every corner ;crevace,
and ,crack the minds eye can see,but,
when the light ,of ,another day ,begins;
the crying,begins ,to form a solution,of inevitable
tears.
RESPECTFULLY SUBMITTED,
loveLES.
VETRANS DAY FRIDAY @ 120PM EST 2005 NOVEMBER AFTERNOON
TITLE, of Your Poem:
i found out:I'M WAITING,TO DIE.
once you've lost it all,and,can't do athing;
you're anger's like an unseen rage.
everyday you smile ,and,wonder what's been done?
you ,put things ,in order;secretly,withdraw.
finally:,without knowing;you accept death.
give all away; stuff's,not important.
suddenly: you think a miracle day!!
'hope' is ,just like ,that light,at the tunnels'end.
RESPECFULLY SUBMITTED,
loveLES
november 12 sat and i dont expect this one to make it people!
Title of Your Poem:
I AM DONE WITH SINGING
done with life
being plagiarized
called crazy;sexy;
lying basketcases pumping me for girlfriends names
to say i am sick,and steal my income
you cant know my perdicament,becasue no-one's
in this situation dealing mafia,that snuffs
people;sadistically enjoys my being ruffed up,as
the x-slavesinger for the mob
so i remain
very truly
loveLES.
Please enter in your artist's profile:
early yrs. saint chrettienne academy.
masters/ psycholgy /teachers college /salem state college.
honarble discharge army dept.,of defense
grenada campaign medal 1985.
boston univ. undergrad-6yr. premed.matriculated,other colleges
university,of newmexico
monserratt school of painting,and,sculpture ,beverly,ma.
mass college,of art -2 yr.graduate graphic-design certificate program -inc.
i always had private tutors,and teachers,for everything,from biology,to classics ;religion,and,music
early dance classes,in ballet;piano;guitar;modeling ;manners;poise schools.
independant-studies,in handwriting-analysis,since: age 14 ,for:questioned-documents;credibility-reports;credit risks: basic and general graduate courses international graphoanalysis society;chicago, illinois 60606
i'd still be going,to school,for pilot! aviation-science(right ,now,but,the snuf-murders started) the lynn community (new) college,in lynn,ma.i'd be flying,now,if i was'nt permanatly slandered.i was doing shaw-prep,when i met the photographer who WANTED ,to,introduce me,to the producers,of snuf-film affiliatesdeep throat ,but,i refused.
i posed a few modeling pics;made my mom rescue me,and,lost tigres' purfume(,for women)ad contracts way back,in late sixties,for white studios/boylston street;boston,ma. right,across,from the pru.!
my brother,and,a whole family,of mafia already stuck me,in heavy-snuf sadists' industry.i was being watergated.i did songs,for,over three,and,a half decades.
singer ,only making all original SONGS,for 31-37yrs,and,
the - x slavesinger,for the mob 2005.
hobbies:SINGING,OF COURSE,AND,JAMING ,AND,SERVING MY CLOSEST LOVED-ONE's:
ie: my MOMMA,AND,MY GODDESS,....
ALSO: i am a sexual person,and,i don't wish,to discuss my"sexual-interests."
posted by x-slavesinger for the mob | 12:34 PM
3 Comments:
if your not as currupt and insane as the lowlife that makes the phoney stars big then you are the same as you were from the start when you want ed to be a huge star and ya everyone hopes you die or get ripped off or laffs when you get your looks maimed bu frequent stalkers and your the bigstar alright after 37 yrs a blue star that dies what else and remain secret unless your allowe to shimne on and talk after all the blood
HAPPY VETS DAY 2005
they'll never be able,to pay me, now....
always,
loveLES.....
i was supposed to shut up for ten yrs ;how was i to know...
why did they kill all my girlfriends and mom.
did you find out who the woman was who died under the couch ,under a California bridge ,with the note i dictated to her over the phone ;saying : I'm sick please give me tomatoes...? why did she have to die like that ;why did they kill all my girlfriends;
why is their no revenge ;nothing done;
was she a mom hostage ,or my mom;she was my girlfriend ...i know her; they switch bodies all the time ;and there were many hostages; all known; and close to me ;
you know shes known;
why didn't Boston ,or dc FBI help me ,when i was faxing them with each call?immediately!
why did the same people, Cathy, sent on Aug 2 1999 have my fax in their hand and no warrant ,to carry out her threats...
you know the killing never stopped;
WHY DID SHE DIE LIKE THAT;
NEVER SAVED;
WHY DID THEY KILL MOM AND ALL MY GIRLFRIENDS; AND COVER IT UP ;AND EVERYBODY KEEPS IT QUIET TODAY?
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