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bsquirrel
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0 posted 06-05-2000 11:35 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for bsquirrel

-too late-
sung freestyle

Do not think about trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Do not even think about trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Don't think about trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Do not think about trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.

You went as high as you could go.
Your voice cracked, your body
Fell in the snow.
You froze. You wanted some help,
But there was no one there.
You gave your blood to the earth.

There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late too late.

I wanted to find my way around town,
So I got right in the car.
I got lost so quickly.
Now I'm in the alley looking at the stars.
Oh, I was shot.
The car was hijacked where I stood and bled.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
There's too much thoughts in my head.

There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.

I professed my love to my girl.
She said she loved me.
But she went and broke me in half
With her glance.
She didn't even give me a goodbye kiss.
She said that we could be friends
But everything else had to end.

There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.

The man bled as he lay down
In the snow, in the alleyway,
On the bed, the gun to his head.
Saying it's too late too late too late.

There's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
It's no use trying to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Too late too late too late.
Too late too late too late.

But you know I didn't want it
To end that way.
I washed the man's wound,
I brought him to a hospital bed.
I carried the man off the mountain myself.
I helped my friend find a new girl.
I wanted to be there; I wanted to care.
But they told me
Your help is needless now.

It's too late too late too late too late.
There's no use yelling out.
It's too late too late too late.
We appreciate the help but you see
It's too late too late too late.
We just want to die right here.
It's too late too late too late.
You can't save us; no one can because
It's too late too late too late.
We wanna die; we don't wanna live.
It's too late too late too late.

I offered advice,
Many pills the colors of the rainbow.
They shot their barbed comments like arrows.
They said they didn't need no pills.
They'd rather have their minds intact.
Even though the knives were to their throat,
Even though there was no turning back.

They said they'd rather bleed than think
That anybody had a need for them.
They'd rather die here under the sky
Then try to find love, life; it's too hard, they said.

It's too late too late too late.
Don't even try to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Give it up; it's too late, they said.
Give it up; it's too late. They wanna die
In the water. They wanna die near the shore.
They wanna die in the mountain.
They wanna be shot in a store.
They don't wanna even try.
They don't wanna see the sun; they wanna see the night.

And I tried to help them through,
But it's too late too late too late too late too late.
Too late too late too late.
I tried to escape.
It's too late.

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SpitFire
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1 posted 06-06-2000 11:15 AM       View Profile for SpitFire   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for SpitFire

~I have to say that I love it when you write freestyle...you do it well.  This here poem took me for quite a ride.  Very interesting and gripping to say the least.  Pulled me right into it. Thank you for sharing. *Peace.
Janet Marie
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2 posted 06-06-2000 11:36 AM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

I professed my love to my girl.
She said she loved me.
But she went and broke me in half
With her glance.
She didn't even give me a goodbye kiss.
She said that we could be friends
But everything else had to end.
----------------
But you know I didn't want it
To end that way.
I washed the man's wound,
I brought him to a hospital bed.
I carried the man off the mountain myself.
I helped my friend find a new girl.
I wanted to be there; I wanted to care.
But they told me
Your help is needless now.
-------------
They said they'd rather bleed than think
That anybody had a need for them.
They'd rather die here under the sky
Then try to find love, life; it's too hard, they said.

It's too late too late too late.
Don't even try to escape.
It's too late too late too late.
Give it up; it's too late, they said.
Give it up; it's too late. They wanna die
In the water. They wanna die near the shore.
They wanna die in the mountain.
They wanna be shot in a store.
They don't wanna even try.
They don't wanna see the sun; they wanna see the night.

And I tried to help them through,
But it's too late too late too late too late too late.
Too late too late too late.
I tried to escape.
It's too late.
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i can feel your frustration in this one
we cant help those who wont help themselves.
sometimes we feel their pain more than they do,
they numb themselves off to cope.
we do what we can, they do they best they can too I guess.
its a hard call sometimes
later-wise poet-gator
jm
bsquirrel
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3 posted 06-07-2000 12:22 AM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Thank you both for your kind replies, and for reading.

Mike
 
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