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Array ( [sid] => 124648 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... [time] => 2006-08-19 03:45:51 [hometext] => Lyrics, my view on life i suppose, as morbid as it may seem...bit of irony, bit of sarcasm, doesn't make too much sense...hey, just like me. but anyway. please comment and the favor will be returned. thanks. [bodytext] => Watch the sea turn bloody red,
An infant dying in his bed
His time has come,
But what if not,
What if we're all meant to
Just live
And rot
In our graves

So pour your seventh glass of whiskey
Just to stop asking why....
Get out another bottle,
To stop from screaming out,
So then your body hits the hardwood floor....
and you finally agree
That's how life..was meant..to be..

You can bang your head
Against all four walls
But all you’ll make is a tiny dent
You’ll stay the same,
So will all else,
You’ll lose this game
Your answer’s false
Don’t search for meanings
Don’t waste your breath
Give up on feelings
And wait for death.

To come knocking on your door

A young girl walks alone,
Cause there's no one waiting for her home,
And so she sits and cries at nights,
But no one hears,
Only a pillow to dry her tears..

So with a bridge
And with one fall
She puts an end..
To it all...

Don’t roll your eyes,
Don’t shake your head,
What this girl saw,
you have yet to see
That this cruel end
Was her destiny

Don’t ask questions,
You’ll get no answer
This life is spreading
Like a cancer
And i still..can't find..the cure…

There’s no such thing
As way too late,
If things end bloody
It was your fate
You’ve no control
You’re just a pawn
So with one move,
And poof
You’re gone





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For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare...

Contributed by drtylilsecret on Saturday, 19th August 2006 @ 03:45:51 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Watch the sea turn bloody red,
An infant dying in his bed
His time has come,
But what if not,
What if we're all meant to
Just live
And rot
In our graves

So pour your seventh glass of whiskey
Just to stop asking why....
Get out another bottle,
To stop from screaming out,
So then your body hits the hardwood floor....
and you finally agree
That's how life..was meant..to be..

You can bang your head
Against all four walls
But all you’ll make is a tiny dent
You’ll stay the same,
So will all else,
You’ll lose this game
Your answer’s false
Don’t search for meanings
Don’t waste your breath
Give up on feelings
And wait for death.

To come knocking on your door

A young girl walks alone,
Cause there's no one waiting for her home,
And so she sits and cries at nights,
But no one hears,
Only a pillow to dry her tears..

So with a bridge
And with one fall
She puts an end..
To it all...

Don’t roll your eyes,
Don’t shake your head,
What this girl saw,
you have yet to see
That this cruel end
Was her destiny

Don’t ask questions,
You’ll get no answer
This life is spreading
Like a cancer
And i still..can't find..the cure…

There’s no such thing
As way too late,
If things end bloody
It was your fate
You’ve no control
You’re just a pawn
So with one move,
And poof
You’re gone









Copyright © drtylilsecret ... [ 2006-08-19 03:45:51]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by PHISHBATES on Saturday, 19th August 2006 @ 10:09:04 AM AEST
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I enjoyed reading your work. I think it was good. thanks


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Saturday, 19th August 2006 @ 11:28:25 AM AEST
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You did great on this write
well done


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by Cancer on Saturday, 19th August 2006 @ 01:52:02 PM AEST
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*****, i loved this. i can't say there was a part that i didn't agree with.


Your answer’s false
Don’t search for meanings
Don’t waste your breath
Give up on feelings
And wait for death.

that was genius.

51


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by lillyjane on Monday, 21st August 2006 @ 03:15:11 AM AEST
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Brilliant poem, its so sad because its all true to. xxx


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by judo on Monday, 21st August 2006 @ 01:16:00 PM AEST
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Great writting.
brilliant


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by Anesthetic on Monday, 13th November 2006 @ 04:29:26 PM AEST
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*mouth hangs open*
you are amazingly talented and i have to say i find my self agree completly with every thing you write. thank you for sharing.
~Ebony~


Re: For When Reality Gives You the Death Glare... (User Rating: 1 )
by tearstained_soul on Thursday, 16th November 2006 @ 02:09:02 AM AEST
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damn homey, you pretty much hit the bullseye. your insight is PERFECT and what you wrote is TRUE AND A HALF..... too bad some people cant acnollege that, they're too damn scred of admitting that they have little to no control over there destiny. :) good write hun; 5 STARS!




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