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Stress
Contributed by
Darktwistedx
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Thursday, 24th November 2005 @ 08:53:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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it builds up inside me, down in my gut
the pressure putting my life in a rut
I want to release it, but i dont know how.
I squeeze and i squeeze; keep pushing it down
my muscles contract, making weary.
the eyes on face; theyre getting teary
Finally! success! the pain leaves my body
Im free to be happy, no more i am naughty
flowing like river, liquid and quick
almost so fast, its making me sick
It comes out of me... "plop plop plop"
Just keeps coming, it just wont stop"
Its over now, many hours later.
i think of my girlfriend, i really do hate her
I close my eyes, and take a whiff of the air
a smell enters me, so lovely and fair
a glance down, and the mess ive created
as i see it, my life is elated
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2005-11-24 20:53:51]
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Re: Stress
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by Zanobia on
Thursday, 24th November 2005 @ 09:29:06 PM AEST
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| wow. that lead me two diffrent ways, with the girlfreind thing, but i still liked it. keep up the good work. |
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