MAFIA WARS FAMILY ADDER
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Grow your MAFIA WARS family

"Mafia Wars by no means is the most popular game at myspace but it has some advantages that other games don't have."

It is easier to build up income and gain weapons and Inventory faster then most of the Apps that are on myspace.

If you are having problems adding family members then the best thing to do is join a MAFIA WARS GROUP.

Mafia Wars is growing in popularity so join now and get in on the FUN! From buying properties, restaraunts, hotels and casinos to purchasing weapons and cool cars, you'll find it not only exciting but entertaining as well.

Hope to see you there!

PS - please add me to your Mafia Family!

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A Mafia Family Story - part 1,2,3
Current mood: bullied
Category: Writing and Poetry

Prince2toes

Once upon a time, a long long time ago there was a young Mafia Family member who was caught in a small fire fight. He was outgunned because not enough people joined his Mafia Family.

Prince2toes took out his sawed off shotgun and his machine pistol as bullets richocheted off his candy apple red bullet proof cruiser. For a small spell he held his own but the other family was larger.

He felt the bullets as they warmly ripped through his bullet proof vest taking his breathe away. His eyes caught the side of the Rolls Royce Touring sedan as it past and unleashed a fury of bullets into him.

He fell to the ground, very little family, alone and cold, and the street lights above soon were drowned out by the pedestrians standing over him.

(Part2)

Prince2toes was near death having taken 50 hot smoken lead bullets to the chest. Though some of them ripped through his bullet proof vest they all
missed all of his vital organs. "Still Alive", he gasped for air as one of his lungs had seemed to collapse.

He felt the warm blood flow down his chest and pool up around his mid section. Out of the crowd of pedestrians "Bad Princess appeared", she stood tall with long towering legs and dark brown hair that flowed down across her chest. She moved in to help Prince2toes and he gazed up at her not knowing if he was in heaven or bound for hell. She had the look that was fitting for both so you
can imagine his confusion.

"2Toes", its me Princess, Im gonna have the boys take ya back to see the Doc so he can patch ya up. With that said, two muscular bald headed fat Italians appeared out of nowhere and picked up Prince from the hardened paved stone roadway.

The crowd slowly dissolved as Prince past-out from the lack of several pints of blood. The last thing he could recall was the deep shade of lipstick that princess was wearing and how hot she looked in that leather minny skirt.

"Take him to the Doc right away", if he dies you die! With that said the Two thugs rushed Prince over to the Doc for a quick fixin. Tires squealing on every turn, these thugs new that Bad Princess meant business. "Screech", the sound of rubber sounded as the tires tried to come to a quick halt.
Lefty looked at Luigi and said "I hope he makes it or were toast". Luigi smiled and said "2Toes" would never die before he gets revenge. Dont sweat it Lefty! Both men jumped out of their Pitch Black Caddy, grabbed 2toes and rushed him up to the Doc.

    (part3)

Back in the streets and upset about what had happened to Prince2toes,Badprincess was out looking for a little revenge herself. She
called all the Mob families that owed her a favor and they were all to meet at Midnight down at the Slaughter house.The last family she called was the Pelsani Family which she made clear to them to bring as many chain guns, Tommy guns, and grenades as possible.

She was planning the greatest Mafia War in all of history by organizing all the families to do the largest joint attack with all of the best weapons
available. She sold one of her Casino's "The MAjestic", which was her pride and joy
just to make sure she had enough Rolls Royce Touring vehicles which were capable of mounting the chain guns too and quick enough to deliver a surprise hit that would devistate the other Mafia Family who had enough balls to try and take out Prince2toes.

Most other MAfia Family members would go unnoticed at their dimise, But 2toes was unlike other fellow members. He always had your back, and he was a pillar in the community as he invested most of his illegal earned money into helping the community. The community loves him and in the streets there is never an ill word spoke about him for his wrong doings. The community protects him from the police, and in return he invests in local hospitals, ball parks for the kids, and helping those down on their luck.

Why anyone would want to take him out knowing what the consequences would be was beyond BadPrincess's realm. "She was so pissed", standing where the hit had happened and looking down at 2toes blood that wet the cobblestone street was making her fume. She is the type of woman that gets her way, and there was another factor that was driving her Revenge. She was in Love with Prince2toes and everyone knew that they had a spark between them. They had all seen the way he looked at her and how she had looked at him.

Ring,Ring, her cell was going off and she reached into her rattlesnake purse and pulled it out to answer. "Well did you get everyone together", she spat with a commanding voice.

"Yes", their all down at the slaughter house waiting to hear what you have in mind. Get hear as soon as you can because some of them are a bit edgy and want to head out now and sling some lead. "Ill be right there", Badprincess then put her phone back in her purse, took one last look at the street where 2toes laid earlier and then turned and headed to the slaughter house.

    "To be continued"

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Prince2toes URL
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badprincess URL

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Please add Prince2toes to your MAFIA so he never has to worry about being

outgunned again!

Dont let this happen to me again! Please Join Mafia Wars and recruit me into your family. I need you and you need me.

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The Abused
Category: Writing and Poetry

Under the bed,

Hidden in the closet,

Tears rolling down their cheeks,

Heavy steps moving close,

Angry is the calling voice,

Drunken and slirred words spit out in a rage,

Childs hearts beating fast,

trapped in a loveless cage,

Children suffer and grow up fast,

To see the innocense torn away,

youth ripped from those who cant fight back,

Breaks a loving fathers heart who wishes to fend off these

uncalled for attacks.

With Alchol in hand he changes from one to another,

as he breaks down all that he has built,

as his family melts away without a mutter.

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Silence Broken
Category: Writing and Poetry

I vanished into the world of life,

Trying to survive the bill collectors and pencil pushers,

Hidden behind the emotional doors called fear,

I walked the thin line to poverty then dissappeared,

Now back I resurface and take a peek,

Is it safe? Can I come out? or am I still weak?

Out of the hole I crawl in search of a light,

A sign or a reason to stay in your sites,

From the depths of despair is the return of a new write,

A scriber reborn to continue the fight,

I fight for freedom, justice, peace, with a cause,

To protect those needing protection and enforcing the laws,

But still the law is just law, imperfect and flawwed,

So my own mind decides from right and from wrong,

Poets gather from near and far,

Write about death and lost innocense of war,

Write about passion and write about truth,

Write about past injustices where blacks wore the noose,

I toast those who write with my glass in the air,

Held high to give thanks to writers who care,

Who write with purpose and meaning that speak,

Poets unite as individually were weak,

Grab a glass and join up for the fight,

Our weapons are laptops and pens and the words that we write,

So choose wisely with thought and with heart,

Think before you write but.....

"Please do your part"

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As Poets and writers we have a duty to better this world and to use our writing and talents in the efforts of change. Until we can change the mindset of everyone about things such as, "war, freedom,religion, and the right to be happy", we will be needed.

Warm Hugs

Jesse

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Anxiety disorders and Panic Attacks
Category: Life

Having an Anxiety

 Can Bring you down into the depths of Depression

Most people and my friends dont know about the social anxiety I have had. If you can imagine having many online friends and not one of them do you talk to over the phone or hang out with. To be at home where its always quiet unless its a sound that your making yourself or the air conditioning kicking on. Depression can set in from being alone and you wonder why your alone when people have fun hanging out with you.

I created a site called Cure My Anxiety where I started putting up all the research on different anxiety disorders and conditions. I have realized through my journey of discovery that many more people have anxieties like mine and different. I found it amazing how many disorders their are and many of them caused by stress, depression, and fear.

Do you have an Anxiety or Disorder?

Thought I would share my work with you!

Warm Hugs

Jesse

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My life as a Poem
Category: Writing and Poetry

I travel a  road filled with hope,
alone I walk once again,
Quiet is the darkeness that surrounds me,
Still the path is there so I continue to walk,
With time that seems abundant, I am in thought,
Reflecting on the memories of good and bad,
Still I appreciate the memories that I have,
Learning from choices and decisions,
Never dissapointed by the road once traveled,
No regrets to anger about or recall,
Only the possibilities of what could have been,
What might have been and what was almost in reach,
A star burnt out tonight,
My light that guided me,
The light I trusted,
The light that went dim when I needed it most,
Still I am strong so I continue and hope for a bright light,
One that wont forsake me,
One that warms me as I send warmth in return,
I feel the ground cold upon my bare feet,
The pebbles, some soft and some sharp press against my skin,
Along the way I sing, I hum to myself,
I talk to God, he hears me and comforts me,
Filling my lonliness with a once forgotten faith,
Energizing my soul so I survive,
so hear I walk,
Wont you please light way......

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Join Poetryscriber and Create Inspirational Poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

For my readers and writers I call out to you to help me promote not only my writing but also the Free online site I have created for all writers and readers. The site is called POETRYSCRIBER and of course it is totally free. I fully support the site financially and maintain it so people can write without being edited. I promote free speech and thought and this site Ive created allows for just that....

Thanks,
Your Friend,
Jesse

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Poetry Wars continue on at poetryscriber Category: Writing and Poetry Poetrywars begin because of differing minds who are filled with poetic wit. They spend concentrated time writing their creative poem and it leaves them a love for their poetic passion that it creates.  As a poetry war starts the battlefield is littered with many adjectives ready to twart off any attacks that the enemy should unfold. Personification brought out early as the field of words clash in exploding emotions. Sometimes a soldier of poetry comes in with many troops thinking that the increasing numbers of the alphabet can somehow overtake the enemy. Usually his or her confidence is boosted by out numbering their opponent but often they find themselves in dismay as the challenger brings his scribe to life. Life itself is poetry,wars often started by religion are regularly recorded down in a poetic form as objects are personified to bring light to the feelings of life and death moments. Myself I can do without the war, poetry instead to read created from ones mind instead of on the tail winds of those who have died. I stand before you and I challenge you to challenge your own writing. Battling words against words as your mind fights for the emotion its trying to share. Get your soldiers in line and arrange them for a good defense and conquor what has kept you from achieving poetuic victory,"Yourself". You and many like you write in the world of shadows staying out of the limelight. Never to battle or challenge, Never to feel victorious with your scribe, and never bringing out the emotions that were all waiting to feel. I find it a shame that we have come a long way but yet our vocabulary is slowly decreasing and being tarnished or chopped up. If you read a poem of older age from way back when soldiers were knights and the unknown brought stories of dragons you would find yourself livid with the unending personification poetry that roamed the lands. So please join me at Poetryscriber and "show me what you got"! Challenge yourself and let us help you fine tune your writing. If you feel that your poems dont stand a chance in a poetrywar then I say dont give up the fight,learn how to use new words and soon you will find yourself conquering your worst enemy that has held you back for many years,"yourself".   8:34 PM - 1 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Sex Anyone Category: Writing and Poetry Come one come all come big come small, No sir, please step back  and read the sign, I said..... The man stepped back to read my sign and this is what he read. "Absolutely,Positively, without any doubt, No Tree Trunks" and Nobody with deep voices, facial hair, or even chest hair I had pointed out. Click Here to read the rest of SEX ANYONE 8:26 AM - 2 Comments - 2 Kudos - Add Comment

Monday, April 16, 2007

A Gifted Smile Category: Writing and Poetry Once upon a time she wore a smile, Her life was like others and she had so much style, A gift taken for granted to show her pearly whites, The joy of her smile was such a delight, But what was, was soon to be lost, Her ex husband knocked out her teeth and life suffered the cost, SO from a once beaming grin from ear to ear, now she covers and cloaks it so nobody stares, Afraid to meet new friends for fear of whats said, or afraid of whats not said just whats in their head, With the cost of the dentist who wants an arm and a leg, Id grovel and crawl and for her I would beg, To make her smile like it once was years ago, SO I can feel her Joy which her smile would show.....   ==========================================   This poem is dedicated to my fiance who I see is so beautiful and loving...with wishes for one day that she may see what I see.....and with some hope and prayers I hope we both see that day... 8:48 PM - 1 Comments - 2 Kudos - Add Comment