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hold my breath
Contributed by
tinka_belle
on
Thursday, 3rd July 2003 @ 09:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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hold my breath
count to ten
daddy no
not again
hold my breath
count to nine
promise me
this will be the last time
hold my breath
count to eight
daddy you
i dont want to hate
hold my breath
count to seven
daddy you wont
go to heaven
hold my breath
count to five
when you're inside me
ive no where to hide
hold my breath
count to four
if only there was
a lock on my door
hold my breath
count to three
daddy why are you
doing this to me
hold my breath
count to two
my innocence stolen
stolen by you
hold my breath
count to one
your little girls
not having fun
close my eyes
start again
hold my breath
and count to ten
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Re: hold my breath
(User Rating: 1 )
by vincy on
Thursday, 3rd July 2003 @ 07:28:48 PM AEST
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Brilliant! is what comes to mind
as a poet I understand too well
the emotional power words can have
and this poem is able to arouse that.
My encouragement, I see talent here. |
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Re: hold my breath
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by Ilhar on
Thursday, 3rd July 2003 @ 09:49:03 PM AEST
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very well written although disturbing in content,, please keep writing you have much talent
Shari |
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Re: hold my breath
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by norm on
Monday, 14th July 2003 @ 02:05:53 PM AEST
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Count to twenty, you've had plenty.
Now it's nineteen, hang on pine tree
make it eighteen, why you hate me?
oops it's seventeen, you are heavenly
Sixteen, Sixteen, You could have been, been.
Finally Fifteen, you could use a lift teen
Stopstopstop..it's up to you, mon amie |
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