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Array ( [sid] => 7191 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Untitled2 [time] => 2002-11-21 04:45:00 [hometext] => (Clerification: "Smokes this joint" has NOTHING to do with drugs. It's used as slang for setting a place on fire.) [bodytext] => Going from one direction to another
Then to an everlasting point
The weapons shot and it all falls
Light turns to dark as the dealer smokes this joint

For him everything is calm and cool
The story's not the same for you
Inside you're tied up tight
Your face turns from pink to blue

You're suffocated by supposed love
As you struggle he tightens his grip
Your heart pounds and your chest aches
Ask for help and he will flip

You back away from the burning flame
Not quick enough your skin is burnt
Now you too are black through and through
What lesson have you learnt

Love and you will get hurt
Safety only comes from hate
Build a wall and live alone
Unless its already much too late [comments] => 2 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 21 [informant] => HumGirl18 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
Untitled2

Contributed by HumGirl18 on Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 04:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Going from one direction to another
Then to an everlasting point
The weapons shot and it all falls
Light turns to dark as the dealer smokes this joint

For him everything is calm and cool
The story's not the same for you
Inside you're tied up tight
Your face turns from pink to blue

You're suffocated by supposed love
As you struggle he tightens his grip
Your heart pounds and your chest aches
Ask for help and he will flip

You back away from the burning flame
Not quick enough your skin is burnt
Now you too are black through and through
What lesson have you learnt

Love and you will get hurt
Safety only comes from hate
Build a wall and live alone
Unless its already much too late




Copyright © HumGirl18 ... [ 2002-11-21 04:45:00]
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Re: Untitled2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Sarah22 on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 12:16:27 AM AEST
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keep writing
inthe future .


Re: Untitled2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 14th March 2004 @ 08:47:16 PM AEST
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I liked the last stanza, well thought out.
Later.




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