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Array ( [sid] => 184764 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The son of scum [time] => 2018-01-03 19:34:05 [hometext] => Meeting someone after years of feeling too different to relate or be relatable to be reminded that no matter how deep the meanung is. Im too working class to ever chase one of my betters. The son of scum. [bodytext] => The grief of a son of scum.

Lost in lust and all it leads to again.
Hiding from infamy with a twin.
Cuddled up and anonymous.

Another born into brutality
Experienced in banality bored
Bringing meaning in a bedroom

To an otherwise empty existence.
To know that its neither appropriate,
Nor welcomed at 21.

Is what it means to be the son of scum [comments] => 4 [counter] => 234 [topic] => 75 [informant] => ArdRi79 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
The son of scum

Contributed by ArdRi79 on Wednesday, 3rd January 2018 @ 07:34:05 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



The grief of a son of scum.

Lost in lust and all it leads to again.
Hiding from infamy with a twin.
Cuddled up and anonymous.

Another born into brutality
Experienced in banality bored
Bringing meaning in a bedroom

To an otherwise empty existence.
To know that its neither appropriate,
Nor welcomed at 21.

Is what it means to be the son of scum




Copyright © ArdRi79 ... [ 2018-01-03 19:34:05]
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Re: The son of scum (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Wednesday, 3rd January 2018 @ 07:50:11 PM AEST
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Well-penned pain. Our genetics and potential go well beyond our families and our self-limiting thoughts and beliefs. Hope you see that eventually.

S.


Re: The son of scum (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 4th January 2018 @ 02:32:12 PM AEST
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One step can change your life if you really want to.
Scum has its benefits as well. Thinking of yourself as scum may be an excuse not to move forward. Most of the time we limit ourselves and we don/'/t even know it.


Re: The son of scum (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 6th January 2018 @ 01:20:08 AM AEST
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I think you felt sorry about that.
On lighter terms, It could also be
marketed as a lyrical male parfum,
always on the go, seeking the night.
The next mornings for some other scum.
By Givenchy

I only say that because I was twenty one once
too. You have a mind for change.Do not be ridiculed
by the past or the now. Take things in, like you do,
and you will change sooner than you think.
Change is good. Scum by the way is about a lot
of things that do go on.
I think you see that much
from what you wrote here,
because you take notice.

Your short poem is something
a lot of young men might
do well to read more than
a few times,
I am more than sure!

Peace!


Re: The son of scum (User Rating: 1 )
by PreciousKitten on Wednesday, 10th January 2018 @ 04:30:53 PM AEST
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cheer up. please.
dig the poem, and admire the feelings you are sending out.

keep writing. please.




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