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Array ( [sid] => 130542 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Abortion [time] => 2007-01-15 07:11:34 [hometext] => 'Inspired by a Kid Rock song' [bodytext] => I’m walking in a shadow
Of a man I’ve never seen
I sit crying thinking about
What could have been

I know your brother and sister
Your father and mother too
I wish you could see them
Looking sad and blue

Hearing them ask themselves
The question why?
Then secretly watching them
Pray and then cry

I feel so lost
Let me open up the skies
To catch a glimpse
As to whom you’ve become
Now where’s my gun?

Where’s my gun?
Oh…where’s my gun?
Where’s my gun?
Oh…where’s my gun?

I also ask myself
The question why?
Then I just
Pray and cry

I pray and then I…cry
I pray and then I…cry
I pray and then I…cry
Oh I pray and then I….cry

By Jay Basey © 2007
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 48 [informant] => devils_denial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Abortion

Contributed by devils_denial on Monday, 15th January 2007 @ 07:11:34 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I’m walking in a shadow
Of a man I’ve never seen
I sit crying thinking about
What could have been

I know your brother and sister
Your father and mother too
I wish you could see them
Looking sad and blue

Hearing them ask themselves
The question why?
Then secretly watching them
Pray and then cry

I feel so lost
Let me open up the skies
To catch a glimpse
As to whom you’ve become
Now where’s my gun?

Where’s my gun?
Oh…where’s my gun?
Where’s my gun?
Oh…where’s my gun?

I also ask myself
The question why?
Then I just
Pray and cry

I pray and then I…cry
I pray and then I…cry
I pray and then I…cry
Oh I pray and then I….cry

By Jay Basey © 2007




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Re: Abortion (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Monday, 15th January 2007 @ 09:26:08 AM AEST
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Well put. The dispair of unchangeable decision.
The wondering of who may have been, the torture of one decision. The sadness.




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