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Black Monday
Contributed by
StoneAngel
on
Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 10:22:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Creep, creep
is all you do
sneaking around in shadows
waiting for your time to come
you send me these men
who lash out and use me
calling me by other women's names
I live to serve their sexual needs
never finding the man of my dreams
never letting my saviour find me
you rough me up, pull me and push me in every direction
hold me love me
then throw me away
I try to run but there is nowhere to run
I scream and yell and kick and punch
But it all falls on deaf ears
I say no but you don't listen
I push you away but you laugh
Thinking it's all a game
I'm scared of you
Terrified in fact
Why can't I find my knight
My saviour
my love
Why does he have to be so far away
It's like going though life with blinders on
no matter what I can't see or hear you
I run to find you calling a name
that name is unknown for I do not know you
I've never met you, I look but can't find you
I run and run but have not moved
They grab me and twist me around
holding on to me so I can't be free
They will never let me go, I know that now
these cruel men that haunt my dreams
I scream out No but to no avail
so I run and endure the suffering that must come
My life is not my own without a knight
to help me defend my womanhood
If only I had proof I'd give it to you
of the horrors I suffer every time I'm with MEN
It's not just the 40somethings but the young ones too
They take advantage of my kindness
and do what they do
All men think about is sex but none want a relationship
What is the world coming to when you are abused
By the people who you trust
Copyright ©
StoneAngel
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2005-04-11 10:22:35]
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Re: Black Monday
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by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Monday, 25th April 2005 @ 10:28:46 AM AEST
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"Why can't I find my knight
My saviour
my love
Why does he have to be so far away
It's like going though life with blinders on
no matter what I can't see or hear you
I run to find you calling a name
that name is unknown for I do not know you
I've never met you, I look but can't find you
I run and run but have not moved"
This made me think of Daniel... *sigh*
whoa, whoa... wait, you were with forty-somethings? Laina, Laina, Laina...
stick to your own age... no wonder they abuse you.
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