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Array ( [sid] => 33129 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Next to Nothing [time] => 2004-01-29 17:05:28 [hometext] => life sucks, then you die...... it's my motto [bodytext] => ___________________________
slip out of focus into a blur
turning corners without looking
leaving without a trace
finding my divinity in a suitcase
bus station transfer no deposit
how far can I go without stopping
looking past the rusted bloody scenery
into the heart and soul of where I've been
with you tagging along like a dog
running too keep up now
trying to appease my anger
with your constant licking
while I refuse to shed a single tear
I'd cut my throat before I'll give in to self-pity
and the damn winter never ends here
with its cold eyes watching me
waiting for me to fall through the ice
eat me alive and spit back my bones
on a nice summer afternoon
when flatlanders are having a barbeque
no, I won't satisfy you that way
cautious of your cruel intentions
I'll sell of my possessions and fly off to warmer climes
for I'd be giving up next to nothing

________________________
gmm 2004

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Next to Nothing

Contributed by Merry on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 05:05:28 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

___________________________
slip out of focus into a blur
turning corners without looking
leaving without a trace
finding my divinity in a suitcase
bus station transfer no deposit
how far can I go without stopping
looking past the rusted bloody scenery
into the heart and soul of where I've been
with you tagging along like a dog
running too keep up now
trying to appease my anger
with your constant licking
while I refuse to shed a single tear
I'd cut my throat before I'll give in to self-pity
and the damn winter never ends here
with its cold eyes watching me
waiting for me to fall through the ice
eat me alive and spit back my bones
on a nice summer afternoon
when flatlanders are having a barbeque
no, I won't satisfy you that way
cautious of your cruel intentions
I'll sell of my possessions and fly off to warmer climes
for I'd be giving up next to nothing

________________________
gmm 2004

Copyright © Merry ... [ 2004-01-29 17:05:28]
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Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 05:42:15 PM AEST
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lifes a b.i.t.c.h and then you die, you never know when you're gonna go... great write!

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by Mouth on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 07:05:09 PM AEST
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This is rather dark, and I like it. Great flow.

Sarah

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 07:20:26 PM AEST
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I like yer motto although u are not nothing if u can write like this - a beautiful, angry poem. I loved it all.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by blueheart on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 08:33:26 PM AEST
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A wonderful combination of anger, frustration and dissappointment. Excellent job.

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 08:46:00 PM AEST
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Another great write revealing such deep despair ... your poems always touch me Merry because of your ability to express raw pain in its finest form .... Jan

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 11:08:04 PM AEST
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amazing write, love this:
"eat me alive and spit back my bones
on a nice summer afternoon" lol@you, this is my new favorite of yours, a masterpiece:) hugs n' love nessa

Re: Next to Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 01:52:57 AM AEST
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I liked this. I like most of your poetry except the one about cheating. That one I didn't like. Anyways. This was a rather interesting write. It was dark as all hell. Nice.

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