Dark Poetry #4 |
Bennie |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I can hear you scream When your alone, To yourself the greatest things that make you sick Human promises and holes in the floor Watch'em fall through The parties The drugs Fun sweet everyone rocks Parents bail Open road This house unsatisfying bitter sweet taunting taste ...escape Where can you go? Little pills cracked on the floor The fantasy Dream imagination Playland Seesaws, swings, and slides Who can you trust? Walk Asphalt Hot black streets You're so beautiful You sell yourself for less Dross in death Loved of Jesus Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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EveGnosis Member
since 2002-02-21
Posts 300New York, USA |
ouch, my friend. this one hits home. thank you for the truth. love always. mike of all the things we try to find... it's only love we keep. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Truthfully I haven't been doing so well spritually either, but I don't have cracked pills on the floor. And I pray God doesn't let that happen. Love return. -GIS His name is Satan a.k.a. The Stupid Angel |
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