Dark Poetry #4 |
Friday |
Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
I have my fingers pacing my pen And my toes curled in my socks. It’s a Friday But I feel like crap And my eyes sting. There are friends seated beside me And friends whispering behind me, There’s a stool on which I’m sitting But I can’t seem to think why I’m here. Another voice is talking But I can’t hear her And I really don’t want to know About tooth decay. I know there’s a bed at home, Where I can sleep, And forget everything I learned And I can be alone. Come on God, do I seem bulletproof? |
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silhouetted Senior Member
since 2004-01-30
Posts 537New Zealand |
the perfect end of week syndrome! except i get it every monday tuesday and thursday. i like fridays at school, the only day i can be bothered with. fun write, not so powerful but fun all the same can you find me space inside your bleeding heart? |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Lol, I wrote it in science and I was in a "Don't care" mood. Thanks for replying. Come on God, do I seem bulletproof? |
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darkness_witch Senior Member
since 2003-12-03
Posts 516Underneath |
flucking love it dude science gets to me to, i always seem to be in "dont care" moods during science. awesome nirvana means freedom from pain, suffering and the external world. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Yeah I can sorta relate. I slept in a grocery store last Friday night and man, those cleaning machines are pretty friggin loud. But the people were nice. They told me hi and let me sleep until about 6:30am when they asked me to leave. I don't know. I don't care... -GIS ...and the way things are goin, they're gonna crucify me. -The Beattles |
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