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Array ( [sid] => 71090 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => ~PWEE~ [time] => 2004-11-11 14:08:38 [hometext] => about a guy who turned me onto drugs.....simple poem [bodytext] => Almost four years now
Since he's last seen me
I hate what he has helped turned me into
Because of him I'll never be set free.
I was only still a child
Homeless..... worn out and torn
He took me in....lead me by his side
And helped me mourn.
Despite all the things he showed me
How to live large and not care
He still tore me to pieces
And I'm left alone to bare.....
To bare the pain on this heart
Of being an addcit at sixteen
He turned me into this monster
Left me heartless and mean.
Why did I ever trust him?
Why did I believe his lies?
Maybe because he fed me " Forget Me Knots"
And helped me through the cries.
I listen to this band
Which reminds me of him
If I hate him so much
Then how come I invite these memories?
The memories of times when
I'd wake up next to strangers
With kisses of drugs upon my shoulder
Why do I miss him.....
Why does this heart still grow colder? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Alina [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

~PWEE~

Contributed by Alina on Thursday, 11th November 2004 @ 02:08:38 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Almost four years now
Since he's last seen me
I hate what he has helped turned me into
Because of him I'll never be set free.
I was only still a child
Homeless..... worn out and torn
He took me in....lead me by his side
And helped me mourn.
Despite all the things he showed me
How to live large and not care
He still tore me to pieces
And I'm left alone to bare.....
To bare the pain on this heart
Of being an addcit at sixteen
He turned me into this monster
Left me heartless and mean.
Why did I ever trust him?
Why did I believe his lies?
Maybe because he fed me " Forget Me Knots"
And helped me through the cries.
I listen to this band
Which reminds me of him
If I hate him so much
Then how come I invite these memories?
The memories of times when
I'd wake up next to strangers
With kisses of drugs upon my shoulder
Why do I miss him.....
Why does this heart still grow colder?

Copyright © Alina ... [ 2004-11-11 14:08:38]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: ~PWEE~ (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 08:12:55 PM AEST
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My ex gave me alcohol as a young teen, fortunately I was not addicted. If this is real, I hope you find healing. A real sad story. Blessings.

Re: ~PWEE~ (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 12:40:35 PM AEST
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Young lady if you can write like this you sure arn't getting colder.This poem was well written sad to the point of bringing tears.Use all of your innerstrength and stay away from this person.
A friend
Sinned

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