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Array ( [sid] => 27401 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Way too much [time] => 2003-11-18 14:35:57 [hometext] => The world is officially deformed. [bodytext] => (b)Lifes too short to critise, but critise I must.
There are so many things I have wanted to say, but my lifes been out of touch.
Hand over my mouth but I'm screaming out, this pains just way too much.

Crowded streets of Un-just war!
Get in line for the protest, pretend you're understanding those words.......

And my number one love, now governed by money.
Remember when it was about the music?
Enjoy the show, I'm sure you'll be impressed,
shocking the way they shock(these days)

all those good old friends, now led by drug,
no imagery needed:you're destroying your heads!

je voudrais etre ailleurs.

So Christmas is coming, now must we forget?
Money to be sent and ten(maybe less) seconds of thought for those misfortunate)

why judge from tests? Why not blood samples...see whos the cleanest!!!!!!!!!!

No rings on those fingers, no 50 pence earrings------those eyes...are they the School colour?

no ones gonna take the ethnicity out of me,
this white face won't be made any whiter for a damn white world. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 43 [informant] => broken-glass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Way too much

Contributed by broken-glass on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 02:35:57 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

(b)Lifes too short to critise, but critise I must.
There are so many things I have wanted to say, but my lifes been out of touch.
Hand over my mouth but I'm screaming out, this pains just way too much.

Crowded streets of Un-just war!
Get in line for the protest, pretend you're understanding those words.......

And my number one love, now governed by money.
Remember when it was about the music?
Enjoy the show, I'm sure you'll be impressed,
shocking the way they shock(these days)

all those good old friends, now led by drug,
no imagery needed:you're destroying your heads!

je voudrais etre ailleurs.

So Christmas is coming, now must we forget?
Money to be sent and ten(maybe less) seconds of thought for those misfortunate)

why judge from tests? Why not blood samples...see whos the cleanest!!!!!!!!!!

No rings on those fingers, no 50 pence earrings------those eyes...are they the School colour?

no ones gonna take the ethnicity out of me,
this white face won't be made any whiter for a damn white world.

Copyright © broken-glass ... [ 2003-11-18 14:35:57]
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Re: Way too much (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 02:51:46 PM AEST
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good poem

Peace
JENNA

Re: Way too much (User Rating: 1 )
by DJ_The_Young_Grasshopper on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 02:56:02 PM AEST
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That's supercool. I think the world's always been messed up; though:).

Re: Way too much (User Rating: 1 )
by RebeccaBoucher on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 04:00:38 PM AEST
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Great poem! I completly agree with the sentiment!

Re: Way too much (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Tuesday, 18th November 2003 @ 09:23:00 PM AEST
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Dear BG
So nice to have you back,
I see you are wide awake, BG
That's great because if you aren't you will never see.....the ugliness of the world around us all....Everything you said is true....but I'm so glad its left you not blue.
Head up now, and keep relating....that's even better than concentrating.
So good to have you back on YPDC
and that makes 33...we are all glad you're back!
lovingcritters
ConSue

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