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03-19-2008, 07:46 PM
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i think that describes me and the guy i liked... Pagan Pride We are the orginal Christians |
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03-19-2008, 07:51 PM
this isnt to much of poetry
but here carbon monoxide silently killing you- get into you with little warning and as it leaves you slowly die i didnt want to love you but then i did i tried my hardest to get you to return it but nothing worked when i found out that it was all just a dream you were like carbon monoxide you entered my life and with those simple words you were gone you will never know how much i felt for you nor will you ever know why out of everyone you were wrapped around my heart just like carbon monoxide you entered with out notice and left me here to die Pagan Pride We are the orginal Christians |
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03-19-2008, 08:00 PM
WOW! I like you 'Carbon Monoxide' poem!
Yeah, alot of mine are from the pain of ending a relationship or remembering... Chains Chains pull me down drag me low to the ground My face in mud I hear laughing looking down at me Each time I try to get back up, the chains pull tighter still Back into the cold slime I cannot breathe I feel heels stabbing, pushing on my back Down boy, stay down, boy Good boy. Chains are pulling me down. by Mitcheru Lee |
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