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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rotten Kovered
[time] => 2004-11-12 07:13:28
[hometext] => A poem i wrote for my mate's koursework on diskrimination against weight.
[bodytext] => Dispirited I feel dispirited this lonely morning Afrightened to leave this house, my tomb For your words are like dripping poison That get trapt in my blood streem Killing me softly, killing me deadly For your looks are like burning acid Korrupting my life & melting me away Not that you sympathise, not that you kare Not that you want to… Damaged I feel damaged like your broken doll There to be laughed at, to be pointed at Stikk pins in, when there nothing else to do Its not like I kan stop you I’m to terrified to say stop So I’ll just safety pin my mouth shut Melancholy I feel melancholy every time I stand on the skales My worst nightmare under my feet Maybe if I sew my eyes shut & believe that much The pointer will move bakk to show me a perfekt 10 But its all pessimistik lies Detest I feel detest as I follow the lines of strawberry surprises Into my dreem’s where I’m beautiful & fine drawn Where I’m pretty, walking down the kat walk & your down there looking up at me But that will never happen I always wake up to reality where I’m under your shoe Vindikated I feel vindikated as you will never realise That I’m rotten on the outside Peel away the shell & I’m kandy on the inside Just like you… [comments] => 1 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Kreeping_Beauty [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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