1/6 FOB

Ok. Now this is going to be fairly hard to explain, lol

This is going to be the first of six contests. All using titles taken from the three Fall Out Boy albums.
I will be judging each contest seperately, so there will be winners and HM's who will recieve comments and then there will be an overall top three when all the contests are done who will win the biggest prizes.

Now you don't have to enter all six contests to win the top prize, (although you will have a bigger chance) You just have to blow me away with your talent. =)

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Each contest will have twenty titles. The first two will be from the first album, the second two from the second album and the last two from the third album. So i will be using a lot of titles to choose from =)

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Not a lot of rules..

1) Try not to swear, it's allowed but no over the top cursing.
2) Try to keep profanity to a mininum. I don't mind it but don't write a porno, lol
3) If you write a specific format, explain it when you're finished
4) Can be old or new, i don't mind but impress me =)
5) Max of three poems per person and a max of three poets per titles (towards the end, this may be increased so keep an eye out if a title you like is full)
6) Have fun.

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Titles:

* To My Favourite Liar, To My Favourite Scar *FULL*
- NyellMoonlight - Done
- I R Jordannn - Reserved
- Decay In The Dark - Reserved

* I hope you choke on the words that kiss that bottle *FULL*
- Britt - Reserved
- HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG - Reserved
- aDORKable x3 - Reserved

* When I said I loved you, I swear I lied *FULL*
- The Devils Own Bitch - Reserved
- xPinkDizzyTeacupx - Reserved
- Decay In The Dark - Reserved

* Stop burning bridges and drive off of them
- NyellMoonlight - Reserved
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* His smiles you're rope, wrap it tight around your throat
- Vanilla - Reserved
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* Breaking hearts has never looked so cool
- The Queen of Spades - Done
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* Dead on arrival
- The Queen of Spades - Done
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* This is side one, Flip me over
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* I wrote this for you *FULL*
- The Devils Own Bitch - Reserved
- Sandra D - Reserved
- Pete - Reserved

* The songs you grow to like never stick at first
- MyEscape - Reserved
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* I could be an accident but i'm still trying *FULL*
- The Queen of Spades - Reserved
- Prophecies In Kodak - Reserved
- JustSayGoodbye - Done

* Where is your boy/girl tonight
- The Devils Own Bitch - Reserved
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* I'm good to go but i'm going nowhere fast
- HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG - Reserved
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* You were the last good thing about this part of town
- Britt - Done
- ReproducedByIntelligence - Reserved
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* Can't sleep in the wake of Saturday
- Beyond Repair - Done
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* Promise and precision and the mess of youthful innocence
- Jess - Done
- Vanilla - Reserved
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* Homesick at Spacecamp
- NyellMoonlight - Reserved
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* Tonight the headphones will deliver the words that i can't say *FULL*
- Britt - Reserved
- I R Jordannn - Reserved
- HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG - Reserved

* My smiles an open wound without you
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* Tonight is all about 'we miss you' *FULL*
- I R Jordannn - Reserved
- XD Fight For Whats Right XD - Reserved
- Vanilla - Reserved

Deadline for the these contests is 1st January so plenty of time!
Good luck everyone and have fun!

*Gem*

There you go Britt. Thanks for entering. The other five will be up soon. Have to wait for ten mins, lol

These are SUPER cool titles.

Can I please have:

When I said I loved you, I swear I lied.
I wrote this for you.
Where is your boy/girl tonight?

Thanks

Josie

Stop burning bridges and drive off of them
To My Favourite Liar, To My Favourite Scar

Great titles! :)

When i said i loved you, i swear i lied please dear :)

You can pick three in each contest Britt, so you have a max of 18 poems if you wish. More chance of winning the overall contest =)

I wrote this for you

please and thank you

-I could be an accident but I'm still trying
-Dead on Arrival
-Breaking Hearts has never looked so cool

Those please, thank you!

Breaking hearts has never looked so cool

please ! :]

<33

I wrote this for you please.

Popular title.

~Pete.

All reserves are updated for all six contests, if anyone feels the due date is too soon, please let me know. Thanks

Haha not too soon! lol I just got back on here ((was away for almost two months)) and I need to get back into the flow of things! I missed it here.
Thanks for helping me get back into writing. I love love love FOB! <33

Ciao<3

My third one : Homesick at Spacecamp, please

Tonight is all about "We Miss You" please

The songs you grow to like, never stick at first. plz!
*ME*

*edit*
Never mind :)

I`m Good to GO but I`m Goind Nowhere Fast
Tonight the Headphones Will Deliver the Words That I Can`t Say
annnnd
I Hope You Choke on the Words That Kiss That Bottle

:]]]

You were the last good thing about this part of town

When I said I loved you, I swear I lied
To My Favourite Liar, To My Favourite Scar

thanx.. :)

* I could be an accident but i'm still trying

Breaking Hearts Has Never Looked So Cool

She told me breaking hearts was the latest trend
And at first I did not believe
But I found I hated the pain that mourned
When I wore my heart on my sleeve.

So I took up breaking hearts and made it chic
Like a designer Gucci blouse
Felt my calling was this all along
Though I was really just a louse.

She told me breaking hearts was quite okay
That way you weren't in pain
Now I see it doesn't make any sense
And my desire begins to wane.

Breaking hearts has never looked so cool
What a facsimile, what a lie
But I'm too accustomed to this I've known
So much, I don't even have to try.

Holy cow i love all the titles! they're my favorite FOB lines!!!

but i wish my FAVE line was there!

"EIGHTEEN GOING ON EXTINCT!"

Gem, I hate to change on you but can I have *I hope you choke on the words that kiss that bottle* instead of my other one Thanks hun!

Dead on Arrival

Functioning on empty,
I burn...slowly, yes, I burn
The darkness swindles me senseless, softly
Agony enjoys my frown
Now you ask me to join you in life
How can I, when death has protruded my soul
Forever is just a collection of letters
Creating a void in my moth-filled pocket
Into this abyss called society
I entered
Never more do I care to return
It is a sham, a joke, and I choose to recall
Like an unloved toy with defects
You try to push me towards a hopeful light
Though I see nothing but ebony embers
From a fire long put out
So unsweet it embitters my soul
Do not ask, I will not answer
I will not cast sadness into your veins
Only know not to question me
I am gone,
Never to return...whats more, I never really left
This place of unrelentless cruelty
I was eternally stuck
Dead on arrival

* I didn't reserve it, But I'm taking it anyway, haha. ;) *

I Cant Sleep in the Wake of Saturday

By Beyond Repair

I cant sleep in the wake of Saturday
Every minute that passes by
Is a lifetime out of my way
I live my life 1 day at a time
The rest just fall in line
Always in waiting
For the moment when I can say
Today is Saturday

Sunday through Friday I'm just in auto pilot
I'm in stand by waiting for my Saturday
And when it finally comes its like weight lifted
Like all the answers came for all my wishes
It's like being at home and on vacation at the same time
I love it too much that it controls my mind

There's to much to do and too much to say
I cant sleep in the wake of Saturday
There's too many people and too many places
I need to go and talk to so many familiar faces
I have to see the world before the day ends
Before I have to say good bye to all my old friends

To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar

Black arts lead my hands as I sculpture
the face I can't clearly remember...
...streets and houses flow through the mind
while the heart beats in rhythm of falling rain.

Guardians of darkness guide my crayons,
destroying burned self- confidence in the process,
hallucinations marshal down my sliver necklace,
while I chase fragrant memories locked inside.

...and I'm asking for your name again,
frightened of the moment in which I'll get the answer
(It's not a secret that I don't believe in your voice anymore)
...and I'm forgetting everything that you ever said.

Ember in the fingertips leads my pencils
allowing me to embody your lying figure,
as the virulent music flows through the veins
mixing with colored shades of my naivety.

All updated =)

Tonight the Headphones will Deliver the Words that I Can`t Say

When I packed up my bags to leave, I had good intentions in mind,
But the longer I sit under these neon hotel signs to think about this,
The more I regret every decision I ever made regarding me and you.
And all of the words I kept locked inside my glass heart for so long,
Came shattering down onto the wooden floor trapped in my tears;
`Cuz the more the clock ticked away at my fading conscience,
The more time I had to play them out, to word every line just right.
You should have seen it coming, all of those late nights you spent,
You were working at the office, but you were never once alone there;
Lying to me, you looked me in the eyes, handing me another drink,
But a person can only drink away their coordination to a certain extent,
And I`ve by far exceeded my limit, so put down that God forsaken bottle.

There`s a mixed tape left out on the counter beside a glass of wine,
And there`s a list of instructions left out by the phone, so before you dial;
Read the list and follow the directions, leading you to my broken heart.
Step 1: Grab your glass of wine and sit down on the black sofa;
A side note: the bottle of wine is left there for you, you`ll need more than one.
Step 2: Pick up the mixed tape I made for you and take a deep breath;
Before you press play, make sure that your glass is full, now press play.
Step 3: Throw up your feet, throw back your arms and try to relax,
Because tonight, the headphones will deliver the words that I can`t say.
All the time you spent in the office with that blonde secretary,
Gave me the time that I needed to sit and think my choices through,
There`s a little bit of everything, to take you into the back of my mind.

I left a picture of the better times out beside where you`re sitting,
And I hope when you look at it your heart starts to beat faster,
Because there`s a funny thing about it, your heart is drawn in your pants,
And your mouth and eyes are stitched closed; you don`t need to see --
All that`s left up to you is to listen. Oh Dear, here comes the part,
I timed the VCR out just right for this song, and I`m hoping it strikes a cord,
If you don`t remember a time that you sang this to me, look up;
The scene playing out on the television might look a little familiar, yes?
If I planned this out accordingly to how well you let me know you,
And I think I did, your glass as well as the bottle should be about empty.
So turn around, go back to the office and spend the night in her arms,
Because tonight, the headphones speak for me when they say goodbye.

-Jenna Elphick
November 23, 2007

You were the last good thing about this part of town.

Sorrow flames and stormy nights reinstate their place within my mind.
Burning flesh and rainy tears flow from the eyes of those left behind.
Fears a`rising and taking chances; Yet, I'm afraid you're too hard to find.

Not another one can take your place within the heart of the living dead.
For, you're implanted so slightly within every inch of my weary head.
Since memories won't fade away, I stare into the sun and the light yet shed.

Broken hearts shattered to pieces, torn by a soul that's not big enough.
With wondrous worlds so far apart it seems this love isn't tough.
We're losing faith with vanished hope that separates the weaker stuff.

And since, you were the last good thing about this part of town,
I'm afraid that I've somehow let every soul around here down.
For, the love between us wasn't strong, so I guess I'll just see you around.

I Could Be An Accident But I'm Still Trying

A claustrophobic room full of ropes
Tying across my face, my hands
My body is peeling inside out
I'm unraveling like violet sands.

Mistakes, my dear, are my forté
So please do not ever forget
You think the sun really shines so bright
When the earth can get that wet.

Parading around my insecurities
Tears stain like blood on dirty rags
I hold on to my deformities
Like a cheapskate holding their price tags.

Mother said that I could sure do better
But I couldn't hear over all my crying
Befuddlement, I promise, is a real word
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.

Could i have:

Stop burning bridges and drive off of them
The songs you grow to like never stick at first

please, thanks a lot
xx

I`m Good to Go but I`m Going Nowhere Fast

I`m good to go but I`m going nowhere fast,
Running at the sight of my pathetic past,
And these lonesome country lullabies sound,
From the fabricated speakers all around.
I`m chasing down stop signs in the countryside,
Running down a path that refuses to hide,
And the dirt roads fall behind under my wheels,
As the dust in my tracks blatantly conceals --
The promises I muttered to my shadow:
"I won`t go back to the life I used to know."
I`m good to go but I`m going nowhere fast,
Running at the sight of my pathetic past.

And these lonesome country lullabies sound,
From the fabricated speakers all around,
Singing old songs of bittersweet love affairs,
And broken hearts that are beyond any repairs.
I find the resemblance a little funny,
How each song speaks of a person just like me;
I`ve got a bag of my clothes in the backseat,
And a song that reminds me of him on repeat.
I`m down to my last cigarette and I know,
At a dead end like this, there`s nowhere to go;
I`m good to go but I`m going nowhere fast,
Running at the sight of my pathetic past.

I`m chasing down stop signs in the countryside,
Running down a path that refuses to hide,
And a voice mail rings in the back of my mind,
`Cuz I left him one of the loneliest kind.
And maybe I let go of the only one,
Because of all the misery that I spun,
But I press the gas down to the shaking floor,
`Cuz I can`t go back to where I was before;
It would be like throwing dust into the wind,
Or saying hello to a Devil that grinned.
I`m good to go but I`m going nowhere fast,
Running at the sight of my pathetic past.

And the dirt roads fall behind under my wheels,
As the dust in my tracks blatantly conceals --
The crocodile tears shattering my disguise,
And the past that`s hidden in my lonely eyes.
But even the darkest skies and longest nights,
Couldn`t sum up to the fear of all our fights;
And you said I would never leave you behind,
Because I just wasn`t the courageous kind,
So how ironic it must look to you now,
Seeing an empty bed and wondering how;
I`m good to go but I`m going nowhere fast,
Running at the sight of my pathetic past.

-Jenna Elphick
November 26, 2007

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Where is Your Girl Tonight?

Where is your girl tonight?
Would you like me to come over
And hold you tight?
Where is your girl tonight?

I've seen you walk on by
When we're at school.
You look kind of shy,
Just the way I like a guy.

But then I see
Her at your side,
And I wish it was me
That was holding your hand, Lee.

And now you're here
Standing all alone,
In your hand a beer.
Oh how good it feels to have you near.

"So, where is Jess,"
I ask, standing at your side.
Your hair is a mess
"She's left," you gently confess.

On hearing the news, I smile.
I hand you my number,
"If you need someone to come over for a while,
You know just who to dial."

As I walk away
I look back with a flirty grin.
I know what you long to say,
You wish I'd rather stay.

Then one night
You give me a call
"Would you come over tonight?
My girl's out for the night."

Needless to say, I agree.
I mean, who wouldn't?
I know that you want to be with me
And that she's now just a distant memory.

Copyright©JosieWentzel23November2007

I Hope You Choke On Those Words That Kiss The Bottle

There's that secret place where you can go drink,
Where you can let yourself go and not be able to think.
You can turn into someone I don't seem to know,
And you bare all that you said you'd never show.
You shotgun a beer can and pour another whiskey;
Maybe if you sober up, you'll actually miss me.
Jack Daniel's seems to be your new best friend.
As you slowly let out relationship come to an end.
So I guess I just don't compare to all your drinking -
I'm sitting here trying to fihgure out what you're thinking.
Your slurred words seem to be your permanent speech,
As I'm holding onto goals that I'll never reach.
Red Bull and Jagermeister, just another shot to fix.
Is this how you want to get your kicks?
I thought that I actually meant something to you,
But not I don't know what to do.
You promised me so long ago you wouldn't become this way!
But now I'm stuck here and I don't know what to say.
I guess you never drank enough to say you loved me,
Nor did you really care just what we could be.
So mix yourself one more Vodka and Full Throttle.
I Hope You Choke On Those Words That Kiss The Bottle.

When I said I loved you, I swear I lied

Your complacent ego masked with prudent vanity,
watching me with an icy glare of your eyes.
The sordid martyr of your facade agony,
got me confused in the web of your lies.
When I said I wanted you,
I swear I lied.

Pushing me away like a stray blasphemy,
you kept saying it would be better if I died.
This so-called love you threw upon me,
got me picking up pieces of my shattered pride.
When I said I needed you,
I swear I lied.

In my heart, there is no more place for forgiveness,
you have fill it up with abundant scars of hatred.
The thought of you drove me into blatant madness,
after every time we ended a fight.
When I said I treasured you,
I swear I lied.

The tender gaze when I gave in to your needs,
triggers the ache of forlorn that burns so trite.
There's no need to waste our breaths saying goodbyes,
when you gave me nothing except the tears that I cried.
Darling, when I said I loved you,
I swear I lied.

To My Favourite Liar, To My Favourite Scar

Irrational wishes of a somber mind irrevocable.
Superstitious paranoia evades in my self-denial.
Facade eyes watch savagely with wary understanding,
perfecting the deception that impedes without realizing.

You feed perjury into my trust with practiced ease,
with a bestial thought of staking my mind to deceased.
Smearing insult to injury that sets pride on fire.
This is to my favorite scar, to my favorite liar.

A permanent wound in a heart driven to stagnancy,
deceiving immense despair that devours treachery.
Fabricated anguish shed to reveal impudent absolution,
I will not succumb penance to your undeserving remission.

Another unfulfilled promise falling into the mellow silence,
grasping on the vacuity that shadows my ambience.
End this weary pretense and tell me who you really are.
This is to my favorite liar, to my favorite scar.

The Songs You Grow to Like Never Stick at First

Funny how the lyrics never matched my mood or taste
I thought the words were nothing but a harmonic waste
But sitting here tonight, after all the things he's done
The melody has changed, to a most soothing one.

The sadness in the words, I once mistook as fake
Were written by a soul who love managed to break
Each piece of their sorrows laid bare for all to hear
The honesty I share with it, let's me shed my tears.

The songs you grow to like never stick at first
You have to hit rock bottom and be at your worst.
Now, I'm lying here all covered in his dust
Getting knocked back down with each strong gust.

That's when it made sense, every word of despair.
It's like I wrote that song. All those feelings they put there.
The memories of him haunt me like this beat
I keep the car turned on and the song on repeat.

It's turned on to the max, windows are rolled down.
I sink into the past and let the problems drown.
For three minutes of my life it all seems okay
Knowing someone out there understands this pain.

Somebody's been as broken as I still feel inside.
Dragged into depression all too hard to hide.
I know the hurt will heal, my heart will start to mend
Just like the pain will leave, this song too will end.

By: *ME*

Homesick at Spacecamp

Goalless magnificence points out sable miracles
(the wind sighs somewhere between rainbows)
rhythms blaze despite igniting fireworks of senses
(and droplets glide down my idling thoughts)

Antique, brazen abstractions possess starry mind
(breaking thunders dance with star's deities)
and this cosmic game color edges of my puzzles
(walls close around fragrant violin strings)

Stop Burning Bridges and Drive off of them

You're the type of person who turns a head away
in front of shattered hopes of crying passer-bys
through your abstraction called "life",
like smudged silhouette in the edge of their minds
you deliver frigid words of senseless consolation.

Fire swallows bridges made of fragile rope
that crossed the voids in the core of your blackened heart,
suffocates the ones that want to stop the combustion
as your acrid laughter echoes over torrid skies.

You're the type of person who cherishes bleak loneliness
feeding with particles that once filled cracks on the soul;
blizzards break soliciting voices trapped in your eyes
smothering causalities and tinted parades of prosecution...
... drive off of burning leftovers before you incinerate within them.

I'll have "Dead on Arrival" please