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another piece of me
Contributed by
LadyDama
on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 05:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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let's talk: nineteen to twenty-three
lived with a man who beat me
brought me down to his level
dig me a hole with a shovel
'cause I'd rather be dead than with he
he bullied and ridiculed me
said he loved me but made me feel three
told me i was nothing
rip to shreds my stuffing
and writing was the one to flee
didn't know I could make it alone
should have left the b**tard at home
but lessons hard learned
touched fire; got burned
I stayed and fueled his ego my clone
then one day I tired of he
was it the choking or gun pulled on me?
packed my bags; said "so long"
four years wasted; so much wrong
what a feeling to finally be free
twenty-three brought an angel to me
met my Love after leaving the "he"
had a little baby
she was precious, and just maybe
my life would belong to me
that's when I turned twenty-four
afraid to open the door
please leave a message
I'm not ready for passage
please help me... I've need to learn more
then I reached twenty-five
a quarter of a century; I'm alive!
but hark, there's more trouble
what's this; troublesome bubble
of angst reared it's ugly red hive
didn't count on depression and fear
raise a baby, teenager, and my dear
go back to work
balance my quirk
can somebody please help me here!
twenty-six wasn't much different
love my baby, but couldn't quite make it
went to my shrink
who forced me to think
if I don't get it soon, I may sink it
priorities came at twenty-seven
if I can't live, I might make it to heaven
I WANT to live
to my daughter I give
these words sparked by thoughts of my raven
next week I'll be twenty-eight
not sure if I've opened the gate
but something has happened
thoughts on paper my weapon
if I make it, true LIFE is my fate!
to be continued?...
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LadyDama
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Re: another piece of me
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by TheSpiritx on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 05:14:17 AM AEST
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Excellent continuation. Compelling, to say the least. To take some words from the poem Stealing from the Rich,
I have spread my [life] under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my [life].
(The original verse follows:
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.)
You definitely lay your life before your readers, allowing us to share and relate our experiences to yours. Good work. |
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Re: another piece of me
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by venkat on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 05:30:34 AM AEST
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| Sad .. thats very sad .. venkat |
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Re: another piece of me
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by LOWMAN613 on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 08:37:01 AM AEST
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So much heartach in this write,but well done,
Happy early birthday! I hope things will be looking up soon for you! Christina |
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