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Array ( [sid] => 138971 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => no title [time] => 2007-12-04 14:15:14 [hometext] => We were sitting in the same room, but we were a million miles away from each other. [bodytext] => I've ruined everything this time. I'm sorry.
I had everything to lose, nothing to gain.
Today was the most pointless and most reckless day of my life.
One last kiss to seal the memories on my brain
One last taste
One last smell of you
and you smell like cigarettes and curve, because you're drenched in my perfume.
and you taste like yesterday.
before everything got worse.


Sorry doesn't cut it anymore for me
Not when I've already said it a million times
By now there's nothing I can say to make it better
So what do I say?

So when I'm 17 I'll be all alone in this house
With the exception of a boy who isn't you
With everything I never wanted
With everything I want to live without
Without love,

This shouldn't be over
But with you just laying there and me just typing,
What is it, anyway?
It's an atrocity.
Something's missing, it's a mistake.

I don't even want to know.
But let me, so I can fix it. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 288 [topic] => 50 [informant] => meadcomposition [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )
no title

Contributed by meadcomposition on Tuesday, 4th December 2007 @ 02:15:14 PM in AEST
Topic: ApologyPoetry



I've ruined everything this time. I'm sorry.
I had everything to lose, nothing to gain.
Today was the most pointless and most reckless day of my life.
One last kiss to seal the memories on my brain
One last taste
One last smell of you
and you smell like cigarettes and curve, because you're drenched in my perfume.
and you taste like yesterday.
before everything got worse.


Sorry doesn't cut it anymore for me
Not when I've already said it a million times
By now there's nothing I can say to make it better
So what do I say?

So when I'm 17 I'll be all alone in this house
With the exception of a boy who isn't you
With everything I never wanted
With everything I want to live without
Without love,

This shouldn't be over
But with you just laying there and me just typing,
What is it, anyway?
It's an atrocity.
Something's missing, it's a mistake.

I don't even want to know.
But let me, so I can fix it.




Copyright © meadcomposition ... [ 2007-12-04 14:15:14]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: no title (User Rating: 1 )
by TheGrimReapersHourglass on Wednesday, 5th December 2007 @ 06:13:49 AM AEST
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Im A Negitive Creep Im A Negitive Creep Im A Negitive Creep And Im Stoned ,Daddys Little Girl Aint A Girl No More ,Kinda oppisite of yesteryear Fix It -You Broke Apart My Insides Help Me- that may sound right From The Grim Reaper,DevilsPriest KnownAs LORD,Denver L. Jr.


Re: no title (User Rating: 1 )
by StephaniePaige on Thursday, 13th December 2007 @ 04:56:39 AM AEST
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I'm wondering if you understood the comment before mine..
hmm...

well this isn't my favorite, but i really do like it.




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