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Array ( [sid] => 89113 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Members of Gods Play [time] => 2005-03-28 20:47:47 [hometext] => the way life feels to me and how it seems to play with our minds... comments are appreciated. [bodytext] => the air gets filthy from your words,
rushing away any chirps from birds,
then crams its way into our ear,
and forces out a held back tear,

we know the truth until tolled a lie,
we see with ears and close our eyes,
and lower our heads in painful shame,
the victims of your whirl wind game,

we're pawns in chess the first to move,
the quickest to die and be removed,
give ourselves up for a meaningless cause,
recieving death without applause,

our beliefs baracaded with stryofoam,
thoughts of death are right at home,
beneath our skin and in our mind,
the candles on cakes will always remind,

well glued to earth ill pass the days,
watching god's crazy plays,
and acting along to the script,
till the closing scene into the crypt.

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Members of Gods Play

Contributed by enjoiskating6 on Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 08:47:47 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

the air gets filthy from your words,
rushing away any chirps from birds,
then crams its way into our ear,
and forces out a held back tear,

we know the truth until tolled a lie,
we see with ears and close our eyes,
and lower our heads in painful shame,
the victims of your whirl wind game,

we're pawns in chess the first to move,
the quickest to die and be removed,
give ourselves up for a meaningless cause,
recieving death without applause,

our beliefs baracaded with stryofoam,
thoughts of death are right at home,
beneath our skin and in our mind,
the candles on cakes will always remind,

well glued to earth ill pass the days,
watching god's crazy plays,
and acting along to the script,
till the closing scene into the crypt.

Copyright © enjoiskating6 ... [ 2005-03-28 20:47:47]
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Re: Members of Gods Play (User Rating: 1 )
by xxbreathlessx on Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 09:58:24 PM AEST
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i like how you ended it...wait let me rephrase that, i love how you ended it. the last stanza is powerful and leaves the reader with a strong impression and the beggining really ties in nicely and rhymes well. you did an amazing job!

Re: Members of Gods Play (User Rating: 1 )
by Saint_41 on Sunday, 31st July 2005 @ 02:51:37 PM AEST
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good write

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