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Array ( [sid] => 105336 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => snap (revenge) [time] => 2005-09-08 21:43:21 [hometext] => dedicated to someone i thought i loved, now i ask who are you [bodytext] => i think i'm being pushed to the edge
dear lord, she is temping me
i'm asking myself that she must really want it with me
i sit in a room by myself and only mumble words that can help me along the day
she wants to use me
she wants to tangle and walk by my way
she was the cause of me almost commmiting suicide, she was the cost of me almost losing my damn proud
well i didn't and i 'm ready
don't come if you don't want me
i thought you were the one if i needed care,
that you would be there
you were gone
gone within' the air
i ' m sorry, but you only made my life a living hell
how can you tell me i'm not to good enough
that i'm nothing, that i think to much of myself
you want to run me in the ground
but i'm about to give you a close battle to your death
you don't really want it
take a bit
see if it fits
i swear to you not, you are pushing me to the freaking edge buddy
you don't want me
its funny because i remember when i was young, i use to smile
you know uh
I CAN'T NOW
so therefore i let my grandmother rub my head as i lay in her lap
i waiting
come close
let's get dirty
i'm going to get ugly when i snap


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snap (revenge)

Contributed by seci on Thursday, 8th September 2005 @ 09:43:21 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



i think i'm being pushed to the edge
dear lord, she is temping me
i'm asking myself that she must really want it with me
i sit in a room by myself and only mumble words that can help me along the day
she wants to use me
she wants to tangle and walk by my way
she was the cause of me almost commmiting suicide, she was the cost of me almost losing my damn proud
well i didn't and i 'm ready
don't come if you don't want me
i thought you were the one if i needed care,
that you would be there
you were gone
gone within' the air
i ' m sorry, but you only made my life a living hell
how can you tell me i'm not to good enough
that i'm nothing, that i think to much of myself
you want to run me in the ground
but i'm about to give you a close battle to your death
you don't really want it
take a bit
see if it fits
i swear to you not, you are pushing me to the freaking edge buddy
you don't want me
its funny because i remember when i was young, i use to smile
you know uh
I CAN'T NOW
so therefore i let my grandmother rub my head as i lay in her lap
i waiting
come close
let's get dirty
i'm going to get ugly when i snap






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Re: snap (revenge) (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Monday, 7th August 2006 @ 06:52:04 AM AEST
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Phew! and I thought I wrote bitter! (lol) strong stuff. certainpeople should be careful how far they push us sometimes...

Spike




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