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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
I declared my battleground Chose where I'd stand I decided on my funeral Found my plot of land Because when its done with When its all over I won't be able to live With a broken heart Yeah, yeah, you've heard it all before But where were they when you had nothing to live for? Who was there to pick up the pieces Glued them together with masked pain Pain of a empty boy For what is my sorrow? When a angle cries No one feels the joy When a angle lies So when your out having your fun! I'll be good, you see I got my blues I got my blues and they are never done And when it comes to that time Where me and mine are nothing left Comes that time when you've done it all I'll be sitting right here Come in and ask In my heart? For you There's nothing left. "Just because I wrote it, doesn't mean I lived it." - Author Unknown |
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crosscountry83 Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 345 |
Wow, your poem definitely reaches out to even those who can't relate. Amazing writing! Creative title too. On this line: "So when your out having your fun!" I think "your should be "you're" |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I think I heard you singing the blues in this one. I like it a lot. A |
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