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shell-grunge Junior Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 17 |
hi to everyone on the board. this is a poem about my friend shannons place. he's mum died last year, and he's dads not around anymore, he lives with his older sister -she's never home. we always hang out there - especcially now its holidays. i guees where a group of lost youths. i'm thinking of using it for lyrics for my band, but this is just the first draft (i know crap) but try and imagine it to and OASIS like tune..here: we don't have the patience, with our situations to deal. so we walk along the station, combing conversation..... wishing we would heal. wheatherboards, a cuboards not resistant to his force. Robs on the phone, only youths home..... ofcorse. a chopping, chips a wacky concoction duct. the windows boarded, breads moulded, the couch is ****ed. come 'round.... the back door..... bring your bong... ash on the floor.... waste the cereal we never ate, marks got a bowl. come with 'T' and watch a soap, in shannons room we'll smoke some dope... .....out of control? little shell likes the cold shower sarah and matt out the back kev spews - he can't handle the power. so come 'round.... the back door.... loose your shoe and ash on the floor and past the 'peacie' .....we'll be safe. |
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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
How sad, but I can really relate to the subject. It's a lovely start on a lines and hopefully the song will be just as lovely. ~Astraea "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." |
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