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Array ( [sid] => 61967 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What Goes Around [time] => 2004-08-30 20:38:11 [hometext] => You'll get everything coming to you, fortune is fortune, and an empty plate these are the things of your ill gotten fate. [bodytext] => Stollen whispers, retold lies, saying the words that hypnotize,
you knew I was lonely, and very alone, you just had to use that
telephone.


Voice so sweet, habbits were born, the deed was set, the deed be done.
Just one more hour, just one more day, another time for you to say,
stollen whispers, retold lies, to this heart to betray one day, another lie.

One more way to pass the time, to make you feel so new not used,
another for you to tease and abuse, telling another those stollen whispers,
retold lies, across the magic communication skies.

Did it make you feel good, did it make the others die,
all of the ones that you told the same lies.
How in pain that you were, how your heart had searched,
you prayed to God you said in his church.

For one who understood so well, to love and share life's
journey and dreams. Instead it was only a warm bed and
the party of lust. Doesn't mater that in so many eyes now
your dust.

Stollen whispers form others you've read, and retold lies to
find your way into bed after bed. One day you'll see just how
it all felt, to be lied to and used, totally abused.

No medicine, no drug will diminish your pain, and you'll have
no one around you to lay all the blame. So you'll look in the mirror
and to this you can hear...stollen whispers and retold lies.

From this day forward till kingdom come, let the echos of nothing
fill your head and your heart, like you did so many others,
right from the start.



[comments] => 3 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 6 [informant] => rhyme_me_to_sleep [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
What Goes Around

Contributed by rhyme_me_to_sleep on Monday, 30th August 2004 @ 08:38:11 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Stollen whispers, retold lies, saying the words that hypnotize,
you knew I was lonely, and very alone, you just had to use that
telephone.


Voice so sweet, habbits were born, the deed was set, the deed be done.
Just one more hour, just one more day, another time for you to say,
stollen whispers, retold lies, to this heart to betray one day, another lie.

One more way to pass the time, to make you feel so new not used,
another for you to tease and abuse, telling another those stollen whispers,
retold lies, across the magic communication skies.

Did it make you feel good, did it make the others die,
all of the ones that you told the same lies.
How in pain that you were, how your heart had searched,
you prayed to God you said in his church.

For one who understood so well, to love and share life's
journey and dreams. Instead it was only a warm bed and
the party of lust. Doesn't mater that in so many eyes now
your dust.

Stollen whispers form others you've read, and retold lies to
find your way into bed after bed. One day you'll see just how
it all felt, to be lied to and used, totally abused.

No medicine, no drug will diminish your pain, and you'll have
no one around you to lay all the blame. So you'll look in the mirror
and to this you can hear...stollen whispers and retold lies.

From this day forward till kingdom come, let the echos of nothing
fill your head and your heart, like you did so many others,
right from the start.







Copyright © rhyme_me_to_sleep ... [ 2004-08-30 20:38:11]
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Re: What Goes Around (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 30th August 2004 @ 08:50:57 PM AEST
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People like that deserve the worst of hell there is right on earth. This is a very vivid write. I will be looking for more.

Rita


Re: What Goes Around (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Monday, 30th August 2004 @ 09:43:15 PM AEST
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amazing poem. i love your style. karma is the unbiased sentencer.


Re: What Goes Around (User Rating: 1 )
by AnastasiaN on Tuesday, 31st August 2004 @ 01:08:30 PM AEST
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wow i really liked this poem. it makes me feel like i won't be suffering in silence for long! i hope karma gets everyone right where they deserve it. it's not fair for bad ppl to disregard their consciences and hurt all us nice ppl who only wish good among others.




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