Titanic iceberg subconscious, following along in the trenches, the walls are so high, who can see the sky?
kelsquatch
Joe Strummer turned heads in the street. He lived on the street.s He knew he had to be someone to remember.
Uncle Evan
As the girls brought their swords together, they heard something reverberating around the dank, dark dungeon. They wanted to hurt each other. They wanted to do more than hurt each other- they wanted to kill.
SarahBear
a clash of two forces. her on the daisy hill and him on the rocky path that led up to the top of the hill. she was sitting up there waiting for him, anticipating the sweet me
the clouds clash in a battle of storms as the winds roared and whistled through the trees. no shelter could be taken from this ferocious and terrible hurricane. no calm would ever reach the earth again. all life would surely be wiped clean from the world’s surface. yet a mouse stirred and meekly tittered once the rains stopped crashing against its humble abode.
Tanya
The swords clashed together jarringy as the two oppents stood locked in abttle. well, not stood exactly. The man in black ran in circles, always on the move. It was quite impressive really. Even to his oppenent, the man who had devoted his life to the study of swordplay, he had talent.
Pandagal1966@yahoo.com
and they clashed like oil and water and diamonds against skin until everything they had fall apart, love and words and memories and happiness fell to the fucking ground like a thunderstorm shaking under her skin.
stop the fucking car
crash
bang
clank
stomp
stomp is a good show
i like the scene where they’re riding bicycles
and use the bells to make a rhythm
while riding in formation
down a country road
i’d like to partake in such an activity someday.
i once saw the clash of the world. in blue green yellow and red all of the passions of men blossomed out into the empty air. The clash was for but a moment all that was, is.\, and forever will be.
Kegs
The Clash was a classic grunge punk band. Within an era unanimous with drugs and the party scene, The Clash broke out with hits like “I Fought The Law.”
Everything collided in one moment. My extroversion, his pride. Suddenly we realized that it just wasn’t destined to be. The pain was great, but nowhere near the pain there would have been if it had been allowed to continue.
Haley
Clashed. In a blur, everything meshed together like cymbals. Everything was a mess.
The Clash is so much fun to sing along to. I make my girls sing along to Rock the Casbah. The 12 year old was singing “Rock the cashbox” but , she was workin it.
well when we moved out the bank window they were all coming fown the street and throwing hand grenades at us and at our bakery down the corner and at molly’s red new bicycle and when we left at the end they were on top of us all of them.
crabmuffins
I will clash with you in order to get my cupcakes. And don’t you think about eating the red velvet ones because those are my favorite, capiche? I’m serious. You can eat the chocolate ones, because I don’t like chocolate.
Jordan
Sometimes I get into fights with friends because they don’t act the same/think the same as I do. it bothers me and depresses me because I think I am happier than most people (sometimes) because I think more logically than most people, even if that does make me callous sometimes. I don’t know, though. I don’t know if I’m happy. But who is?
The cymbals clash in tunderous reverberation and the band played on and on. An echo of times gone by in shadow symphony I recall the days of hearing the clash of the cymbal meant a sunday afternoon, on the high chapparal of my youth.
LunarStandstill
A fight, car or anything that hurts between two people. I hate things that clash together and make very loud noise. I’m watching a movie called “Tin Man”, it’s a revamp of “Wizard Of Oz”.
Bert
I used to work with this dishwasher who thought the clash were the best band ever. I said that rock the casbah was really deep. He got offended. He smelled like BO. Just heard he’s getting married. Wonder if the class will play at the wedding. Hope so.
Crystal
the clash. clash of wits, personalities, opinions, arguments, improper musical notes within chords, etc.
p.s.
bang boom CLASH it is common to hear this word in comic books, think of when you were little and in comics you would see the fight scenes and it wound say BANG BOOM POW CLASH, that is what i think of when I hear the word clash
Eric Bishop
crash and the two sides war as one. simple as the break in a hairline crack the wholeness of the self splinters and war, raging in the air, gasping for water and waiting for the endless finality.
Clash is a very charged word. It brings to mind an array of grand, opulent images of clashing titans, swords thranging together in the heat of battle, ideals being traded and smashed in a clash of words. To clash is not only to oppose, but to oppose violently, vehemently and intensely. A dispute may take place between foes of any degree of magnanimity or humbleness – but a clash… a clash is between champions.
“I always thought our personalities would clash like fire and ice.” He said, snorting at the unintentional pun he’d made.
Hc
their personalities clash like a hot and cold collision. they never did like each other – though something changed somewhere along the line – but now their relationship holds a sort of… loving quality. tolerance. perhaps something more.
London CALLING!!! Zippers and boots raining down from the ether, why are we still looking at the same problems, year after year, decade after decade?
Peter
oh i want to see clash of the titans where they clash their enemies and clash their souls or something like that yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
z4eagle@yahoo.com
Clashes create friction, friction creates heat and fire and third-degree burns. Clashes are most dangerous with multiple people. Mob mentality. No one stops and says, “Hey, why am I fighting in the first place?”
fighting ugly disagree colors that don’t go. wrong dash mash flash stash rash bash symbols banging together
amanda
what is it that i think about when i see clash i think of love and lust i think of the ocean and the wave crashing against the walls, the clashing of places and glasses at my favorite restaurant i think of you and moving about our house.
marissa
And you clash together, swords dancing along the edges, sparks leaping across the flames. Pain jolts you awake, and you stumble dangerously to the cold floor. The sword misses your throat by a hair’s breadth.
“Why?” you ask, but you don’t want to understand.
He smiles.
“…You were never the right one in the first place.”
sentinel's glory
like red blood spatter from your skinned knee on the nice new white dress pants your mother bought you last week, we clash. we clash and we yell and we never hit the same mark twice. we could be reading the same book, but we’ll be on different pages. we could be watching the same movie, but we’ll draw separate meaning. like magnets, we repel, but like a two sided coin, we are one.
The Clash had always been his favorite band. I bought him a T-shirt with a picture of them, but when I went to his house to give it to him, he was gone.
Rocío
don’t wear checks and circles, they clash. or if you want to state a fashion choice, then do use checks and circles and wavy lines to clash your wardrobe.
ko
i told you again and again, that periwinkle tea cozy is going to clash with that ball sling you have on.
The clash of the voices upstairs is worst than glass breaking or pots and pans banging against each other. I can only hide down here where it feels like my own little piece of heaven.
clash of the titans an epic movie in which liam neeson plays zeus. dude can play anything. notice how i called him dude because i can’t spell his name.
clash of personalities. when one really loud kid disagrees with another and they start to fight!
holly
Bang. I heard a clash and ran into my parents room knowing what I would find late this Saturday night. My father, though a good christian man during the weekdays, had come home in a drunk stooper.
Kimberly
Music and the clash of the titans clash of colors clash of style clash of plates people personalities.
Amber
Clash of swords, clash of cymbals. It’s a finish, the grand finale, the final effort. Clash. And it all goes dark.
Titanic iceberg subconscious, following along in the trenches, the walls are so high, who can see the sky?
Joe Strummer turned heads in the street. He lived on the street.s He knew he had to be someone to remember.
As the girls brought their swords together, they heard something reverberating around the dank, dark dungeon. They wanted to hurt each other. They wanted to do more than hurt each other- they wanted to kill.
a clash of two forces. her on the daisy hill and him on the rocky path that led up to the top of the hill. she was sitting up there waiting for him, anticipating the sweet me
the clouds clash in a battle of storms as the winds roared and whistled through the trees. no shelter could be taken from this ferocious and terrible hurricane. no calm would ever reach the earth again. all life would surely be wiped clean from the world’s surface. yet a mouse stirred and meekly tittered once the rains stopped crashing against its humble abode.
The swords clashed together jarringy as the two oppents stood locked in abttle. well, not stood exactly. The man in black ran in circles, always on the move. It was quite impressive really. Even to his oppenent, the man who had devoted his life to the study of swordplay, he had talent.
and they clashed like oil and water and diamonds against skin until everything they had fall apart, love and words and memories and happiness fell to the fucking ground like a thunderstorm shaking under her skin.
crash
bang
clank
stomp
stomp is a good show
i like the scene where they’re riding bicycles
and use the bells to make a rhythm
while riding in formation
down a country road
i’d like to partake in such an activity someday.
i once saw the clash of the world. in blue green yellow and red all of the passions of men blossomed out into the empty air. The clash was for but a moment all that was, is.\, and forever will be.
The Clash was a classic grunge punk band. Within an era unanimous with drugs and the party scene, The Clash broke out with hits like “I Fought The Law.”
Everything collided in one moment. My extroversion, his pride. Suddenly we realized that it just wasn’t destined to be. The pain was great, but nowhere near the pain there would have been if it had been allowed to continue.
Clashed. In a blur, everything meshed together like cymbals. Everything was a mess.
The Clash is so much fun to sing along to. I make my girls sing along to Rock the Casbah. The 12 year old was singing “Rock the cashbox” but , she was workin it.
well when we moved out the bank window they were all coming fown the street and throwing hand grenades at us and at our bakery down the corner and at molly’s red new bicycle and when we left at the end they were on top of us all of them.
I will clash with you in order to get my cupcakes. And don’t you think about eating the red velvet ones because those are my favorite, capiche? I’m serious. You can eat the chocolate ones, because I don’t like chocolate.
Sometimes I get into fights with friends because they don’t act the same/think the same as I do. it bothers me and depresses me because I think I am happier than most people (sometimes) because I think more logically than most people, even if that does make me callous sometimes. I don’t know, though. I don’t know if I’m happy. But who is?
The cymbals clash in tunderous reverberation and the band played on and on. An echo of times gone by in shadow symphony I recall the days of hearing the clash of the cymbal meant a sunday afternoon, on the high chapparal of my youth.
A fight, car or anything that hurts between two people. I hate things that clash together and make very loud noise. I’m watching a movie called “Tin Man”, it’s a revamp of “Wizard Of Oz”.
I used to work with this dishwasher who thought the clash were the best band ever. I said that rock the casbah was really deep. He got offended. He smelled like BO. Just heard he’s getting married. Wonder if the class will play at the wedding. Hope so.
the clash. clash of wits, personalities, opinions, arguments, improper musical notes within chords, etc.
bang boom CLASH it is common to hear this word in comic books, think of when you were little and in comics you would see the fight scenes and it wound say BANG BOOM POW CLASH, that is what i think of when I hear the word clash
crash and the two sides war as one. simple as the break in a hairline crack the wholeness of the self splinters and war, raging in the air, gasping for water and waiting for the endless finality.
Clash is a very charged word. It brings to mind an array of grand, opulent images of clashing titans, swords thranging together in the heat of battle, ideals being traded and smashed in a clash of words. To clash is not only to oppose, but to oppose violently, vehemently and intensely. A dispute may take place between foes of any degree of magnanimity or humbleness – but a clash… a clash is between champions.
“I always thought our personalities would clash like fire and ice.” He said, snorting at the unintentional pun he’d made.
their personalities clash like a hot and cold collision. they never did like each other – though something changed somewhere along the line – but now their relationship holds a sort of… loving quality. tolerance. perhaps something more.
London CALLING!!! Zippers and boots raining down from the ether, why are we still looking at the same problems, year after year, decade after decade?
oh i want to see clash of the titans where they clash their enemies and clash their souls or something like that yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Clashes create friction, friction creates heat and fire and third-degree burns. Clashes are most dangerous with multiple people. Mob mentality. No one stops and says, “Hey, why am I fighting in the first place?”
fighting ugly disagree colors that don’t go. wrong dash mash flash stash rash bash symbols banging together
what is it that i think about when i see clash i think of love and lust i think of the ocean and the wave crashing against the walls, the clashing of places and glasses at my favorite restaurant i think of you and moving about our house.
And you clash together, swords dancing along the edges, sparks leaping across the flames. Pain jolts you awake, and you stumble dangerously to the cold floor. The sword misses your throat by a hair’s breadth.
“Why?” you ask, but you don’t want to understand.
He smiles.
“…You were never the right one in the first place.”
like red blood spatter from your skinned knee on the nice new white dress pants your mother bought you last week, we clash. we clash and we yell and we never hit the same mark twice. we could be reading the same book, but we’ll be on different pages. we could be watching the same movie, but we’ll draw separate meaning. like magnets, we repel, but like a two sided coin, we are one.
The Clash had always been his favorite band. I bought him a T-shirt with a picture of them, but when I went to his house to give it to him, he was gone.
don’t wear checks and circles, they clash. or if you want to state a fashion choice, then do use checks and circles and wavy lines to clash your wardrobe.
i told you again and again, that periwinkle tea cozy is going to clash with that ball sling you have on.
The clash of the voices upstairs is worst than glass breaking or pots and pans banging against each other. I can only hide down here where it feels like my own little piece of heaven.
clash of the titans an epic movie in which liam neeson plays zeus. dude can play anything. notice how i called him dude because i can’t spell his name.
clash of personalities. when one really loud kid disagrees with another and they start to fight!
Bang. I heard a clash and ran into my parents room knowing what I would find late this Saturday night. My father, though a good christian man during the weekdays, had come home in a drunk stooper.
Music and the clash of the titans clash of colors clash of style clash of plates people personalities.
Clash of swords, clash of cymbals. It’s a finish, the grand finale, the final effort. Clash. And it all goes dark.