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Array ( [sid] => 70832 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Scene is way better than yours [time] => 2004-11-09 17:35:10 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A game of inches we play daily
Instant Replay the words that were said
To go back in time would prove all too unveiling
unbecoming to the person you are in your head.
Nothing resembling the one you are now
You are tired you are weary a ship lost at sea
You are nothing and everything at once
You were all but too perfect for me.

So let's fake it good this time
Let's try to pretend
Let's really sell it
Let's alll just be friends.
But when pierced lips pierce pure hearts
with last words and poison darts.
This mystery of love seems but all too far.
You were all but too perfect for me.

And incivible as I once felt
I'm still only a child
To face all of lifes obstacles
To break hearts and smiles
If living is like this I make sure this is said
"With my broken heart wasted, I sure hope you paint the town red"
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My Scene is way better than yours

Contributed by sorryiforgot2smile on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 05:35:10 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

A game of inches we play daily
Instant Replay the words that were said
To go back in time would prove all too unveiling
unbecoming to the person you are in your head.
Nothing resembling the one you are now
You are tired you are weary a ship lost at sea
You are nothing and everything at once
You were all but too perfect for me.

So let's fake it good this time
Let's try to pretend
Let's really sell it
Let's alll just be friends.
But when pierced lips pierce pure hearts
with last words and poison darts.
This mystery of love seems but all too far.
You were all but too perfect for me.

And incivible as I once felt
I'm still only a child
To face all of lifes obstacles
To break hearts and smiles
If living is like this I make sure this is said
"With my broken heart wasted, I sure hope you paint the town red"

Copyright © sorryiforgot2smile ... [ 2004-11-09 17:35:10]
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Re: My Scene is way better than yours (User Rating: 1 )
by AbnormalPunk on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 07:25:50 PM AEST
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wow... this was awesome... scenes are more than what is seen... and you portrayed it amazingly... keep em comin
jer

Re: My Scene is way better than yours (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 9th November 2004 @ 07:34:18 PM AEST
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this poem kicks some major booty compared to the last couple of poems just posted...you just made my day lol

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