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Wasted And Loved

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 10:51:06 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



*****, im stuck here. nothing to do, no one to call. sometimes i feel like i am going nowhere, i feel like this is going nowhere. four walls look so brilliant, i want to spill champaign on my lips so i cant stare straight at them anymore. sitting here i start to feel sad for no reason, no reason at all. let your body fall closer to me i can feel your warm. flying into me, im flying into you. ***** me im intoxicated, i want to take advantage of myself. go ahead this is what i want, make me happy get on top of me and love me.

Pieces of me are growing into you, and this light is dimming with each breathe. flickering like the light in my head. my minds turning me off and on to love, like static on the prettiest flower.

dont let me go, pictures of death seem to consume me when your not around. crying out i will fly, we just got our wish, another night of partying. my head hurts in the morning, and im starting to ponder if this drinking really medicates my fears. im 16 with no purpose, im 16 and im so confused. need to get a compass to show me where to turn, but sometimes this compass seems like its out of reach.




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Re: Wasted And Loved (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 10:54:19 AM AEST
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very sad and emotional write, but written greatly,

pixie xx


Re: Wasted And Loved (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 11:08:17 AM AEST
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very emotional write, the imagery is well conveyed.


Re: Wasted And Loved (User Rating: 1 )
by TheRaven on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 02:04:04 PM AEST
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very sad, but great job conveying feelings and imagery. keep your chin up and keep up the great work.
the raven




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