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Second Hand
Contributed by
rhei76
on
Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 06:00:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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An Improdigenical Child Here
An Improdigenical Child Here
An Improdigenical Child Here
Tossin' back Tears
And Shots of Beer
Twistin' thru Fears
With a fist full of silence
Cursing second hand violence
Cuz I never pledged Alligence
To the figure of another
Then the wisedom Flesh
Came to eat me apart
I sulk in the pit of blackness
Empty Myself by the dark
And floated thru the lesser side
As I felt I started to Slide
The shine, all of these days
Where thing dissappear
And emotions over rated
Some one came in, to cut a throat
It bleeds but it's a warm sinsation
That takes away the hesitation
While the next, relates to tubes
And A box compulsed
Then jetison To all be got
With the blackskin of the universe
Being all of things
No one and every one all at once
No breath, It was heavy and
to thick I think in thought, I thought
Then I washed and Bought
Slited to the left
Scramble right
But not prodigenical
Not toNight
An Improdigenical Child Here
Drinking Beer
Tapping care
Rubbing Alcohol and
Yellow water
Water, Water
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rhei76
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2004-06-05 18:00:48] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Second Hand
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 05:30:09 AM AEST (User
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Good writing but i don't know what IMprodigenical means.
huggs,
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