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Array ( [sid] => 75559 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ragety anne [time] => 2004-12-13 08:15:28 [hometext] => ive had this stuck in my head so i wrote it! [bodytext] => walking to the window hiding in the shadow looking at the traffic,
its early dew drops on the ground im drinking rum how profound,
i do not sit in the mornings light for no time is worth light as darkness is to me,
i wander my mind, a playground of drugs and candy.
waiting and yerning for an istant high,
i sit here and think of reasons not to crie,
a little goth girl on the inside. wearing her ozzfest shirt,
she thinks shes lost in this world,
we are! we all are all looking for our way,
but she stepped into a mad world where all she saw was chaos,
and soon decided it was not good,
and as spledid as it could have been the wrath of insanity always catches up to her,
shes not the typethat you dont want to make snap,she dont care about you she wont take no crap!
she pries her eyelids off with razors to show the world how wide eyed she can be,
puts on a fake smile and ascts for a while like its all a big show,
her ragedy stitches she wont let go,
kicked to the side left all destorted,
shes abussed and amussed by the cold treatment thats reported,
evry mission in her life has been aborted,
a bloody poem in the corner of the room lay weary against the wall,
reading this meant you would know her ,and you can see her blood run down her face but dont take notice,
a poem about a man you grasp in your hand bloodsoaked in tears pages fall apart she is soon dead and so is her art.




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Ragety anne

Contributed by blackholesun on Monday, 13th December 2004 @ 08:15:28 AM in AEST
Topic: mystical



walking to the window hiding in the shadow looking at the traffic,
its early dew drops on the ground im drinking rum how profound,
i do not sit in the mornings light for no time is worth light as darkness is to me,
i wander my mind, a playground of drugs and candy.
waiting and yerning for an istant high,
i sit here and think of reasons not to crie,
a little goth girl on the inside. wearing her ozzfest shirt,
she thinks shes lost in this world,
we are! we all are all looking for our way,
but she stepped into a mad world where all she saw was chaos,
and soon decided it was not good,
and as spledid as it could have been the wrath of insanity always catches up to her,
shes not the typethat you dont want to make snap,she dont care about you she wont take no crap!
she pries her eyelids off with razors to show the world how wide eyed she can be,
puts on a fake smile and ascts for a while like its all a big show,
her ragedy stitches she wont let go,
kicked to the side left all destorted,
shes abussed and amussed by the cold treatment thats reported,
evry mission in her life has been aborted,
a bloody poem in the corner of the room lay weary against the wall,
reading this meant you would know her ,and you can see her blood run down her face but dont take notice,
a poem about a man you grasp in your hand bloodsoaked in tears pages fall apart she is soon dead and so is her art.








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Re: Ragety anne (User Rating: 1 )
by ALineAboveTheStepBeneath on Monday, 13th December 2004 @ 08:52:57 AM AEST
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Very nicely done... I enjoyed this write. Keep up the good work.


Re: Ragety anne (User Rating: 1 )
by LEMMEN on Monday, 13th December 2004 @ 09:18:40 AM AEST
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Great write Intense.

~DENNIS~


Re: Ragety anne (User Rating: 1 )
by Jishes_4_ever on Monday, 13th December 2004 @ 10:33:02 AM AEST
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great write... enjoyed reading this...

hope to c more from u soon...

Jishes




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