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The quarterback
Contributed by
Alison
on
Saturday, 3rd June 2006 @ 09:57:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Lying to himself,
Lying to others,
Not knowing the face in the mirror,
But its his,
Living only to drink,
To forget life,
Age is his,
But time has done nothing for him,
Having no one,
But surrounded by many,
Wanting nothing that makes him happy,
But only for a moment,
Until its gone, over, or empty,
So very smart,
But knowing absolutely nothing,
Hating in others,
The very things he does more,
A lost little boy,
Wanting everyones pity,
A low boring voice,
Seeking attention through his obnoxiousness,
Just like a thirteen years old,
Wanting only to party and get with girls,
I know not how he gets through the days,
If it were not for his drinking,
Hed be nothing,
And would have nothing,
Lost and not wanting to be found,
Thus is the sad life of the quarterback.
Copyright ©
Alison
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2006-06-03 21:57:26]
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Re: The quarterback
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by the_story_of_the_year on
Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 12:23:12 AM AEST
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| You seem to have an issue with this guy. Haha. Good write. |
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Re: The quarterback
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by whiteleo1984 on
Tuesday, 6th June 2006 @ 06:53:21 AM AEST
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| it seems this person has hurt u in some way, very descriptive in what he is. thanks 4 sharing |
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