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Drinking Ashes
Contributed by
n0body
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Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 08:14:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Last night I parked my car at the corner of Omain and Ruth,
In that same old spot with the same old feelings,
The same old intentions and the same old people.
And now I think someday I will repay him,
For all those countless times hes been able to pull me away.
When Im sick of myself, or sick of this place,
Hed take my hand and with a drunk embrace,
And numb my mind, till Id fall over dizzy,
And laugh at the world as I hung upside down,
And forget all my words, an alcoholic clown.
Because last night I sat there,
In my same old spot,
Drinking him down, as I plastered my brain,
Drinking away my worries, swallowing the earth,
So, please. Please explain
Cause I was sick right then and I needed a break.
So I just clocked myself out, cuz Im sick of this work.
Maybe Ill take my cigarette break,
For five minutes or for life.
In hope that Ill be fired.
And I woke up the next day, in a pile of ashes,
And everything seems so vague, I can hardly remember.
Only my hatred for this place,
And the glowing ember.
Cuz last night I was lonely, so I invited over my friends,
First came Hatred, with Liquor close behind,
And we all talked for a while, and none of us seemed to mind.
But then something happened,
and my friends started to brawl,
Hatred punched at Liquor,
And stepped backward with a fall.
I tried to split them up, but Liquor hit me first,
And I fell to the floor, with a drunken burst.
Then Hatred stepped to the side, taking a smoke to calm his nerves,
I begged him to relax, but I inflamed him even more.
He took out his lighter and flames begun to soar.,
And I can recall it all now,
I lay stupidly happy,
In my own ******* home,
As I danced with the devil
And sang his death poem.
Liquor numbed up my brain,
Hatred burned now my vault,
With flames all around me,
Its really my ******* fault.
And maybe now Ill learn not to run away,
Cuz I have no where to run, no place or background.
Cept this heap of trash,
That I myself burn underground
Cuz last night I parked my car at the corner, preparing to crash,
Where I met my friends Liquor and Hatred,
And I drank my own ash.
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n0body
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2006-04-27 20:14:13]
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Re: Drinking Ashes
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by Man_On_High on
Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 08:44:52 PM AEST
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nice work..
first 3 stanzas remind me of Blake-
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Re: Drinking Ashes
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by redtears on
Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 09:20:55 PM AEST
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| holy sh*t! my goodness! this is wow! this is the most awesomeist poem i've ever read! it makes me so sad! i really enjoyed it and hope you post more! |
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Re: Drinking Ashes
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by xPixiexDustx on
Friday, 28th April 2006 @ 02:32:51 AM AEST
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| Awesomely awsome, very well written. I love it, like the end most. Great work. =) |
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