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Left Behind The Scene
written by SuperBob09:45 AM 8/13/04So many times I've looked out the window to see what could be seen
Each one of those times there was nothing out there, nothing that began to gleam
So I turned around and began to ponder all that I went through
The times I tried to leave this land, and tear my self in two
But I failed each time to do anything, because I knew it wasn't me
Everytime I realize now with fright, I was looking for a key
A key to unlock the doors I use, to keep everybody out
But somehow I know I will not do that, for I've got the one I can't live out
And now these nights are filled with feelings, that I can't seem to shake
For every time I try to sleep and my world begins to quake |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
what happened?...damnit...i swear i'm getting worse....i wanted to get better..but fuckit...too hard...not sayign no more writing...just..it all sucks lately :(
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Genocide Reaper (8-13-2004 - 10:05 AM)
| You lied... your not getting worse.. I loved it.. If you get worse. I'll tell you.. How about that? |
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