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Array ( [sid] => 49033 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => never run [time] => 2004-05-25 10:19:55 [hometext] => [bodytext] => There was a girl who never lost,
She did one day and with a cost.
Cause now she lies on the tiled floor,
Cause she lost that day, doesn’t care anymore.

Her grades had slipped,
The teachers mad,
They had stripped her of what had made her glad.

She bleeds right now,
With a cry of pain.
She’s on the floor right now,
That is where she lays.

The rain it dripped on the tiled floor,
How it got there, no one will explore.
The pool of blood was now very visible,
But all this did was make her miserable.

She was almost gone, from this world,
Until her friend shot out some words.
No matter how you look at it, no matter how you see,
You’ll be a loser if you leave.

She dropped her knife,
She dropped her gun,
And shouted out,
I'll never run! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 61 [informant] => tearlessmists666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

never run

Contributed by tearlessmists666 on Tuesday, 25th May 2004 @ 10:19:55 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

There was a girl who never lost,
She did one day and with a cost.
Cause now she lies on the tiled floor,
Cause she lost that day, doesn’t care anymore.

Her grades had slipped,
The teachers mad,
They had stripped her of what had made her glad.

She bleeds right now,
With a cry of pain.
She’s on the floor right now,
That is where she lays.

The rain it dripped on the tiled floor,
How it got there, no one will explore.
The pool of blood was now very visible,
But all this did was make her miserable.

She was almost gone, from this world,
Until her friend shot out some words.
No matter how you look at it, no matter how you see,
You’ll be a loser if you leave.

She dropped her knife,
She dropped her gun,
And shouted out,
I'll never run!

Copyright Â© tearlessmists666 ... [ 2004-05-25 10:19:55]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: never run (User Rating: 1 )
by hardrocker15198916 on Tuesday, 11th July 2006 @ 12:06:38 PM AEST
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That is powerful. I have been in a situation like that. . . I had my true friends help me through it, though some said I was foolish and others said it would be ok. I listened yet at the same time ignored them, and that is what brought me to the conclusion that it matters after I leave, if I did leave.

Brilliant poem. It is much loved by yours truly.

^_-

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::Rae::

Re: never run (User Rating: 1 )
by laststarontheleft on Monday, 16th November 2009 @ 06:07:42 AM AEST
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I really like this. It speaks of great strength after hitting rock bottom. Great write!
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