Open Poetry #26 |
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drama queen complex |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA ![]() |
Parched lips Thirsty for the milk Of all serenity Longing for a taste Of balance Instead of always Clawing for higher ground Lost in a daze Sanity nowhere to be found Drama Queen complex Found within that bottle of vodka Dreams crying out For a human touch One that wouldn't leave My heart in so much anguish Redunant are my prayers I'm starting to wonder If anyone can hear My cry for help My silent pleas Asking for God to rescue me What is it about me That makes me run What is it about me That makes them want to use me I just want to break down and cry All because the Drama Queen complex Is intoxicating me again tonight If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Great title, you've done the "Queen" justice, and I'll bet she wonders what's up with that! I hear you Ceinwyn~ |
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Jeremy Halstead Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 569Morris, Ill. U.S.A |
you silly drunk...you know your not THAT bad of a drama queen...go easy on yer damn self, slow down and realize that almost no one gets to die without being happy first...oh, yeah...loved the poem. Jeremy Be it in the truest form, or a desperate lack thereof, fail not to understand that the inspiration is love. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I think there's a bit of drama queen in all of us. You summed it up nicely. ![]() |
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