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Why things happen i don't know
these days we couldn't care less,
all has changed we're all estranged
societie's a mess.



I may be old but i have learned
don't cling to bridges that are
burned, moving on is tride and
true move before they move on
you . . .



Young men want there piece of @$$
young women just want piece, rich men
get there kicks from wars while poor
men just get fleeced . . .



Druggies come and go like lies
it's murder at it's best, boozers
drink and drop like flies cartels
keep the rest . . .



All is comfy cozy every one is
fast assleep, tucked in bed
and playing dead whoers don't
come cheap . . .



Politician smile and pat each
other on the scruff, promising
we'll get our share once
they've had enough . . .



How illusive is that once weeks
turn into endless months, months
turn into waisted years while
babies drink there mothers tears . . .



Hearts are shattered every day
hate's become our thirst, anger
is our anthem of putting ourselves
first . . .



Why things happen who can say
what's it matter any way, just
pretend that we're all blind we
can leave it all behind . . .



A bill unpaid a fee still owed
a road less travled on, devotion
to a liars code we're pebbles in
a pond . . .



Multiplying daily like a roach
within a nest, spawning inuendos
on this planet, we infest . . .



Ben





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While Babies Drink There Mothers Tears . . . Ben
Date: Wednesday, 2nd September 2009 @ 02:28:57 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: myheartsvoice




Why things happen i don't know
these days we couldn't care less,
all has changed we're all estranged
societie's a mess.



I may be old but i have learned
don't cling to bridges that are
burned, moving on is tride and
true move before they move on
you . . .



Young men want there piece of @$$
young women just want piece, rich men
get there kicks from wars while poor
men just get fleeced . . .



Druggies come and go like lies
it's murder at it's best, boozers
drink and drop like flies cartels
keep the rest . . .



All is comfy cozy every one is
fast assleep, tucked in bed
and playing dead whoers don't
come cheap . . .



Politician smile and pat each
other on the scruff, promising
we'll get our share once
they've had enough . . .



How illusive is that once weeks
turn into endless months, months
turn into waisted years while
babies drink there mothers tears . . .



Hearts are shattered every day
hate's become our thirst, anger
is our anthem of putting ourselves
first . . .



Why things happen who can say
what's it matter any way, just
pretend that we're all blind we
can leave it all behind . . .



A bill unpaid a fee still owed
a road less travled on, devotion
to a liars code we're pebbles in
a pond . . .



Multiplying daily like a roach
within a nest, spawning inuendos
on this planet, we infest . . .



Ben





myheartsvoicebjpsno1special


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