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Watching myself dead
Contributed by
CrippinBabi513
on
Tuesday, 22nd March 2005 @ 05:53:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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As I look below me I see my lifeless flesh I lay on the concrete And my body is dead I can do nothing now But stare and cry Why was I chosen To be the one to die Im so sorry mama For I didnt make u proud I never once listened And I hung with the rough crowd Now I know why Daddy was protective But my eyes were blinded I couldnt see his perspective I dont know how I got here How I made it to God I wish I was on earth But the bullet I couldnt dodge No one called 911 Everyone jus ran My heart stopped And I fell from my stance I wanted to live the street life And feel like I was tough I guess my families love Just wasnt enough But now I realize I really wasnt smart If I could go back Id clean up and restart My friends showed me love And the told me they cared But why when I died No one was there My soul is set free I am nothing now Ive closed the curtain And taken my final bow Again Im sorry mama Im sorry to dad too Neither of you new it But I loved both of you So to all the kids Who live on the streets Please go back home Or you could end up like me
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Re: Watching myself dead
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Sunday, 27th March 2005 @ 06:11:37 PM AEST (User
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Great poem I am very surprised that I am the
first to comment on this. Anyway I liked this
written with a lot of emotion and the ending
put chills up my spine for whatever reason.
Good stuff.
Bobo (Joel) |
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