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Second Hand
Contributed by
rhei76
on
Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 06:00:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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An Improdigenical Child Here
An Improdigenical Child Here
An Improdigenical Child Here Tossin' back Tears And Shots of Beer Twistin' thru Fears With a fist full of silence Cursing second hand violence Cuz I never pledged Alligence To the figure of another Then the wisedom Flesh Came to eat me apart I sulk in the pit of blackness Empty Myself by the dark And floated thru the lesser side As I felt I started to Slide
The shine, all of these days Where thing dissappear And emotions over rated Some one came in, to cut a throat It bleeds but it's a warm sinsation That takes away the hesitation While the next, relates to tubes And A box compulsed Then jetison To all be got With the blackskin of the universe Being all of things No one and every one all at once No breath, It was heavy and to thick I think in thought, I thought Then I washed and Bought Slited to the left Scramble right But not prodigenical Not toNight
An Improdigenical Child Here Drinking Beer Tapping care Rubbing Alcohol and Yellow water Water, Water
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Re: Second Hand
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 05:30:09 AM AEST (User
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Good writing but i don't know what IMprodigenical means.
huggs,
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