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Array ( [sid] => 30287 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Proofread, Dear Editor [time] => 2003-12-28 09:23:21 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Proofread, Dear editor
My words might not be to clear
Sue me, Mr. Senator
I write in words for you to hear
Subdue me, the mask I wear
Never before have I felt this fear
Cue me, the words are there
On the screen but none to share

Write down all the thoughts I think
Before I am the victim
Of a non artistic rat fink
That makes the system
Allow the hippiecrite to speak
His words of wisdom
Give it around about a week
And then forget them

They turn the stories right around
Never what you wrote
Although they haven't heard the sound
Of the words you spoke
For an interview they'll hound
But write only half your quote
I think I'll stay an underground
Unknow to famous folk

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 348 [topic] => 19 [informant] => SuicidalSon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Proofread, Dear Editor

Contributed by SuicidalSon on Sunday, 28th December 2003 @ 09:23:21 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Proofread, Dear editor
My words might not be to clear
Sue me, Mr. Senator
I write in words for you to hear
Subdue me, the mask I wear
Never before have I felt this fear
Cue me, the words are there
On the screen but none to share

Write down all the thoughts I think
Before I am the victim
Of a non artistic rat fink
That makes the system
Allow the hippiecrite to speak
His words of wisdom
Give it around about a week
And then forget them

They turn the stories right around
Never what you wrote
Although they haven't heard the sound
Of the words you spoke
For an interview they'll hound
But write only half your quote
I think I'll stay an underground
Unknow to famous folk

Copyright © SuicidalSon ... [ 2003-12-28 09:23:21]
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Re: Proofread, Dear Editor (User Rating: 1 )
by mercedes on Sunday, 28th December 2003 @ 12:40:36 PM AEST
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Good write and so very true. Sometimes better to be unknown than known for something they twisted

Re: Proofread, Dear Editor (User Rating: 1 )
by EternitysLyre on Monday, 29th December 2003 @ 09:51:40 AM AEST
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Yes, isn't is dreary to be somebody.

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