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Array ( [sid] => 44055 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nobodies Fool [time] => 2004-04-20 14:09:41 [hometext] => who is the fool [bodytext] => It started when , I was only eight
Why me, why me, did you hate
I wish I knew, what I had done
To become part of, your twisted fun

Yes it started, when you were eight
You were there, it was not hate
An easy target, easy prey
For me to have power, over each day

You pulled my hair, punched my head
Gouged my face, until I bled
Battered me, black and blue
I was powerless, nothing I could do

I slapped you about, stole your money
Spat on you and thought it funny
Ripped your clothes, broke your arm
It was part of my game, I meant no harm

For four years long, you ridiculed me
But here it ends, now I’m free
I ran a blade, across my vein
It didn’t hurt, I was used to pain

Now you’re gone, it doesn’t matter
There’s plenty others, for me, to batter
To rule supreme, in my school
I’ll show you all, I am the fool [comments] => 7 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 13 [informant] => parkman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Nobodies Fool

Contributed by parkman on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 02:09:41 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

It started when , I was only eight
Why me, why me, did you hate
I wish I knew, what I had done
To become part of, your twisted fun

Yes it started, when you were eight
You were there, it was not hate
An easy target, easy prey
For me to have power, over each day

You pulled my hair, punched my head
Gouged my face, until I bled
Battered me, black and blue
I was powerless, nothing I could do

I slapped you about, stole your money
Spat on you and thought it funny
Ripped your clothes, broke your arm
It was part of my game, I meant no harm

For four years long, you ridiculed me
But here it ends, now I’m free
I ran a blade, across my vein
It didn’t hurt, I was used to pain

Now you’re gone, it doesn’t matter
There’s plenty others, for me, to batter
To rule supreme, in my school
I’ll show you all, I am the fool

Copyright © parkman ... [ 2004-04-20 14:09:41]
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Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 02:20:25 PM AEST
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Wow powerful! Well done! Sad, and painful but well done!

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 02:36:20 PM AEST
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*ponders* don't know which side you're on, because this write seems a bit bipolar! interesting thou, well penned... ;0)
~Remy~

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 02:55:47 PM AEST
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Bipolar and By god, a good write. I thougth this was a GW halfway through, until I realised that you were dicing with dual perspectives, one bully, another victim.
Yet another good rhyme (although not perfect) in an original theme.
4 stars.

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 04:04:09 PM AEST
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Powerful! wow!
this was awesome. so dark and chilling. just amazing. i loved this. keep it up.
Arden

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by n2dep2care on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 04:07:05 PM AEST
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Well done- getting both perspectives is unique and quite brillant!

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 04:30:52 PM AEST
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very cleverly done!

wildej.

Re: Nobodies Fool (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 20th April 2004 @ 05:23:34 PM AEST
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Very sad but abuse does begat abuse. Abusive parent create abusive children and bullies create bullies. Great write from opposing sides of the coin.

Rita

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