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Array ( [sid] => 7284 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => A life of lies [time] => 2002-11-22 20:40:00 [hometext] => Only because I cry [bodytext] => Go ask your drug addicted Daughter.
Since it is me who is your enemy.
I tried to get you to love me.
But why from mother who never protected me.
I sit here listening to music as loud as I can,
Hoping to drown out my pain.
If my tears allowed me to see past my pain,
Surely by now my wrists would be bleeding,
You tell my Dad I do drugs and low-life drug deals.
While it is you who have toyed with three innocent lives.
Everyday I think She has changed.
I get comfortable and happy and you let me know,
It's impossible for you to change.
You told someone once you were tired of the lies,
So stop lieing.
Well Madame Le Bioch, LADIES FIRST! [comments] => 5 [counter] => 584 [topic] => 13 [informant] => cryingonmyporch [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
A life of lies

Contributed by cryingonmyporch on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 08:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Go ask your drug addicted Daughter.
Since it is me who is your enemy.
I tried to get you to love me.
But why from mother who never protected me.
I sit here listening to music as loud as I can,
Hoping to drown out my pain.
If my tears allowed me to see past my pain,
Surely by now my wrists would be bleeding,
You tell my Dad I do drugs and low-life drug deals.
While it is you who have toyed with three innocent lives.
Everyday I think She has changed.
I get comfortable and happy and you let me know,
It's impossible for you to change.
You told someone once you were tired of the lies,
So stop lieing.
Well Madame Le Bioch, LADIES FIRST!




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Re: A life of lies (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 11:06:29 PM AEST
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Very different and unique poem
I enjoyed this one alot thanks for
sharing it, It's very sad, hope this
isnt true
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.


Re: A life of lies (User Rating: 1 )
by Rage on Saturday, 23rd November 2002 @ 01:02:33 AM AEST
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Heh, love the last line. Just jumps at you with rage, ya' know?

Happier Dayz,
~*~RAGE~*~


Re: A life of lies (User Rating: 1 )
by juliette on Saturday, 23rd November 2002 @ 07:49:01 AM AEST
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I like this poem because I cry too.....giggle,giggle. I think this is real for you because "***** off" is hard to capture otherwise. I think I know......
Good Write! Thanks!
*Juliette


Re: A life of lies (User Rating: 1 )
by TheVoice on Friday, 29th November 2002 @ 09:47:41 PM AEST
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I have felt the pain, I have tasted the tears, i have shared the love, My wish for you remains the same.

The Voice


Re: A life of lies (User Rating: 1 )
by chantel on Saturday, 18th January 2003 @ 04:53:15 AM AEST
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just so yall will know this is true she is my best friend and she has to live with this but girl why you want to die i love you and you know that so stop talking like that and yes i am gona chew your ass out i have been there and tried to kill myself and what did it do to you hey i think this is a good one but girl you got me crying and that i do not like becouse i will miss you if you do anything i love you amy and if you try anything i will kick your ass but you know i am here by your side remember friends forever you +me forever we are gona chase eachother in wellchares remember but hey i do care a lot for you and life will get better promise
always your best friend
chantel




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