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Born on a Sunday

Contributed by brigitte7735 on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 12:23:58 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



She lives up to her movie star name
She'll do what you want and never complain
An aura that whispers 'anything you'd like'
So many bodies have touched her at night

She danced for a dollar whenever she could
Among men and the music she felt understood
How can she resist having all those eyes on her
Things can never return to the way they were

She never says no, no one ever turns her down
Her self-control's nothing she's ever found
She's the star in the story of her life
Destined to savor it all before she dies

Her only talent rests in that pretty face
Numbs the agony with a stranger's embrace
Give her a taste, best you'll ever posses
Voluptuous temptress with a courtesan caress

That touch and attention she'll always crave
God himself couldn't beg her to behave
She won't regret the decisions that she's made
In her bed of roses and thorns she will lay

Desirous to die, to see what it'd feel like
Sometimes it's too hard, trying to survive
Theres some things she'll never compromise
That normal type of life just won't suffice

When it hurts her, she holds her head up high
Even if it kills her, it's worth it to feel alive
Her lustful life is sealed in her fate
Because she was born on a Sunday




Copyright © brigitte7735 ... [ 2004-05-25 00:23:58]
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Re: Born on a Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by Vermillion on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 07:27:08 AM AEST
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that was the most visualing moving poem ive ever read. i was hanging on your every word. thank you SO much for sharing that brilliant piece of art.


Re: Born on a Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Monday, 7th June 2004 @ 06:50:51 PM AEST
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Yes, a fascinating picture of a person from both the inside and out.
Stitch


Re: Born on a Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Tuesday, 8th June 2004 @ 03:06:17 AM AEST
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Excellent write.

Lindsey


Re: Born on a Sunday (User Rating: 1 )
by forever_lonely on Monday, 28th June 2004 @ 06:36:56 PM AEST
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What a phenomenal write i was hanging on your every last word, an image of the entire write was lingering in my head for ages after reading this a beautiful piece,

Might i pick out
'Her only talent rests in that pretty face
Numbs the agony with a stranger's embrace
Give her a taste, best you'll ever posses
Voluptuous temptress with a courtesan caress'

This is, without a doubt one of the greatest stanzas i have read in but a long time.

You are begginning to make me feel ashamed of my own work, for not even my best writes come close to compare to these.

Thankyou for sharing these

Luke





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