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pieces of me, pieces of crap
Contributed by
CaseyRedman
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Tuesday, 20th December 2005 @ 08:36:25 PM in AEST
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when i die freak it i wanna go to hell i shouldn't write poetry i cant even spell and im a piece of crap it aint hard to freakin' tell
so go ahead and criticize all i can do is my best even pieces of crap have things on their chest and im not talking about a bullit proof vest
so if you see me steaming in a pile on the grass you dont have to stop and smell just go ahead and pass it's not as if i'm asking to be preserved in brass
im sure in hell crap will quicly melt and crap is whats become of the emotions i have felt and i know i'll never have a spelling bee victory underneath my belt
so this is not good bye or goodnigt im only leaving to take a nap doing what ever i can do to avaid the ruthless trap leaving with you pieces of me, pieces of crap
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Re: pieces of me, pieces of crap
(User Rating: 1 ) by TREBOR on
Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 04:45:12 PM AEST (User
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I like this , not taking yourself to seriously. Its not 'great' poetry (whatever that means) but I enjoyed reading it . There is a line from one of my favourite Dylan songs about 'little boy lost taking himself so seriously' , just came into my thoughts
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