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Used up
Contributed by
loopylou
on
Thursday, 3rd March 2005 @ 11:36:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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The rain drops on your finger tips
tears as you twist my pain
in your gripped hand
fed up of asking why
eyes cant bare my own reflection
so im focussing on the sky
dont look at me in disgust
im just a victim of your wasteful lust
Thats what its about
i scream and i shout
it physical its factual
but we are anything but natural
Like yesterdays newspaper that nobody reads
you throw me to the wind
cos now you've had your way
i dont mean a thing
Used up
or used and used again
pointless but you redeem yourself in my heart
the broken heart
that gives you millions of chances
So many hopes and dreams
that your voice dashes
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loopylou
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2005-03-03 11:36:35]
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Re: Used up
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by lonely-nobody on
Thursday, 3rd March 2005 @ 12:26:16 PM AEST
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| i like the words you used, they went very well together. keep it up! |
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Re: Used up
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by high_on_duct_tape on
Thursday, 3rd March 2005 @ 12:50:45 PM AEST
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| I agree, the words go well together.You should definitely get over this person... |
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