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Array ( [sid] => 99215 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => HIM [time] => 2005-06-24 13:42:28 [hometext] => I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS ANY GOOD, BUT HEY I THOUGHT I WOULD POST IT ANYWAYS [bodytext] => HE COMES HOME
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
ALCHOL ON HIS BREATH
NOT FEELING ALRIGHT

SHE ASKS ABOUT HIS DAY
AND HE STARTS TO YELL
SHE NEVER WANTED IT LIKE THIS
SHE IS LIVING IN HELL

NOT TOO LONG AGO
THINGS WEREN’T BAD
SHE WAS BECOMING HAPPY
NO LONGER SAD

SHE HAD FOUND THE MAN
SHE NEVER HAD
BUT EVERYNIGHT
HE COMES HOME MAD

THE FIGHTING BEGAN
PRETTY EARLY IN THE GAME
SHE BRUSHED IT OFF
AND TOOK ALL THE BLAME

SHE HIDES THE BRUISE
HE LEFT ON HER FACE
THINKS TO HERSELF
THAT SHE’S SUCH A DISGRACE

FRIENDS AND FAMILY
HAVEN’T HAD A CLUE
THOSE ONCE BROWN EYES
HAVE NOW TURNED TO BLUE

A LITTLE MORE TIME
SHE SAYS IN HER MIND
THAT’S ALL HE NEEDS
THEN HE’LL BE KIND

TIME PASSED BY
SLOWLY IT SEEMED
NOTHING BETTER
THEY WAY THAT SHE DREAMED

FINALLY ONE DAY
SEEING NOTHING WAS BETTER
HE CAME HOME FROM WORK
AND HE FOUND A LETTER

THE LETTER SIMPLY SAID
ONLY ONE WORD, GOODBYE
AND THEN HE SAT THERE
AND WONDERED WHY

HE WENT TO THEIR ROOM
AND THERE SHE LAID
COVERED IN BLOOD
STILL HOLDING THE BLADE
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Ninnyfarfar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
HIM

Contributed by Ninnyfarfar on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 01:42:28 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



HE COMES HOME
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
ALCHOL ON HIS BREATH
NOT FEELING ALRIGHT

SHE ASKS ABOUT HIS DAY
AND HE STARTS TO YELL
SHE NEVER WANTED IT LIKE THIS
SHE IS LIVING IN HELL

NOT TOO LONG AGO
THINGS WEREN’T BAD
SHE WAS BECOMING HAPPY
NO LONGER SAD

SHE HAD FOUND THE MAN
SHE NEVER HAD
BUT EVERYNIGHT
HE COMES HOME MAD

THE FIGHTING BEGAN
PRETTY EARLY IN THE GAME
SHE BRUSHED IT OFF
AND TOOK ALL THE BLAME

SHE HIDES THE BRUISE
HE LEFT ON HER FACE
THINKS TO HERSELF
THAT SHE’S SUCH A DISGRACE

FRIENDS AND FAMILY
HAVEN’T HAD A CLUE
THOSE ONCE BROWN EYES
HAVE NOW TURNED TO BLUE

A LITTLE MORE TIME
SHE SAYS IN HER MIND
THAT’S ALL HE NEEDS
THEN HE’LL BE KIND

TIME PASSED BY
SLOWLY IT SEEMED
NOTHING BETTER
THEY WAY THAT SHE DREAMED

FINALLY ONE DAY
SEEING NOTHING WAS BETTER
HE CAME HOME FROM WORK
AND HE FOUND A LETTER

THE LETTER SIMPLY SAID
ONLY ONE WORD, GOODBYE
AND THEN HE SAT THERE
AND WONDERED WHY

HE WENT TO THEIR ROOM
AND THERE SHE LAID
COVERED IN BLOOD
STILL HOLDING THE BLADE




Copyright © Ninnyfarfar ... [ 2005-06-24 13:42:28]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: HIM (User Rating: 1 )
by In_a_while on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 02:32:28 PM AEST
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Whoa!! that was so intense! so much sadness that led to such a tragic end. I mean, the ending was absolute. Thanks for sharing and keep up the dynamic writing. dw


Re: HIM (User Rating: 1 )
by jillian_phan on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 03:48:50 PM AEST
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that was GREAT!, for one, i being a woman would like the ending where she walked out and left the pain behind, but this was great, it showed just how much pain she was going through, and the ending espressed her emotions, i really, really like this write.


Re: HIM (User Rating: 1 )
by Mild_Tempest on Friday, 24th June 2005 @ 07:40:19 PM AEST
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WOW! That was such a great poem! I loved everything about it, especially the end. Oh that was awesome!




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