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Tell me
Contributed by
loopylou
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Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 01:11:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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Why am I so incomplete
these pieces in front of me
they spell perfection
they want me in there cult
and I do anything
but its like my own words slit my own throat
everything I touch smashes
like theres blood on my hands
and I see red
just waiting for someone to understand
this chip in my head
it changes things even before there said
I want to show you how I feel
yet reality such a clish
is anything real?
I sit here and wait for this daydream to take over
Im so angry at you
Im so angry at me
this cant end happy
tell me whats wrong
before I lose control
tell me whats wrong
before all sanity goes
tell me whats wrong with me...
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loopylou
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2004-10-05 13:11:12]
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Re: Tell me
(User Rating: 1 )
by valentine on
Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 01:56:50 PM AEST
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Brilliantly expressed. I truly felt your desolation and sense of hoplessness.
"but its like my own words slit my own throat" ; I was almost choking on this line.
Very good write . . .
~*~ Valentine ~*~
. . . Rose.
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Re: Tell me
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by Essentially9 on
Tuesday, 5th October 2004 @ 06:32:20 PM AEST
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| excellent write. opinions should be abolished. ::sigh:: |
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