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Loser of Your Own Game
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Loser of Your Own Game |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Loser of Your Own Game Get in your one last kick to the head Spittle flying from your grimacing lips Eyes lost in rage, insanity shining behind coke-bottle glasses Take aim Take your time It’s the last chance you’ll get Feel the power surge Rear back and release Savor the moment for it is your last chance This is the last time for you and me Tomorrow I’ll be gone Like the air that releases as your boot connects, I’ll be gone And you’ll be feeling the punch this time I know it will hit your gut wound your pride and rip your heart wide Like a salmon belly after the first cut, your guts will fall to the floor You held the cards but I won the game I am counting my blessings While you count the minutes that you will never - Not ever - see me again Alison |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms az, sounds like a hug is in order but your attitude is right on |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
wow...that oatmeal must have been REALLY 'lumpy'?!... powerful 'write'! applause!! |
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cokeiq Junior Member
since 2007-08-24
Posts 27 |
Second chances yet jerks who continue being jerks have no more right for they never, never wanted to change. It is one thing for a person to make a mistake and turn away from it and another to be without remorse and blatantly be a p$%%^ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...your not gone yet..James |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"Tomorrow I’ll be gone Like the air that releases as your boot connects, I’ll be gone" wow! power here Alison and courage |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"Get in your one last kick to the head Spittle flying from your grimacing lips Eyes lost in rage, insanity shining behind coke-bottle glasses Take aim Take your time It’s the last chance you’ll get" ~~~ Sounds like this game player needs to spend some time in prison. Then maybe he can find a new love there, who might like being rough too. Great write tough read. JL  Blessed are those who are generous, because they feed the poor. |
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