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| My Glass of Water; a little poem I wrote | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 8 2005, 01:53 AM (569 Views) | |
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Feb 8 2005, 01:53 AM Post #1 |
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*I wrote this poem, nothing of it is copy and that gives you know right to copy this. I wrote this with my own thoughts and emotions, I thought I'd let you guys see it first* This glass of water it seems to keep going down the throat The throat of justice and non-existance change If this glass of water, cold go down swallow and choke My life would swirl around, like the water in the toilet bowl My life isn't unusual, the puzzle pieces just haven't been unscrambled The open box of misery, for all too see One can judge, minipulate and tease, but one can't see the scars that they hide above their knees This pain will not show, even if this glass of water empties The glass seems to stay the same level, like a master with a control board It's like I can't find my way to the command center, it's like a un-exsistant place If this control center is so real, doe's this mean I am too Can you see my feelings, yet they arn't true If they can't be shown, how can they be felt If you scream for help, someone will be your hero I am a self hero, with a communist inside The issues of the world, they do not effect me I'm to busy with change, that still is not real Real is the word that flows through this glass, this glass is the object that will destroy If the glass turns out unbreakable, then what must we do We can't sit around all day, in our own self pity If we just sat around, not trying to make a effort To unfill this glass, of our own self mistakes The answer to the glass of water is obvious, it is filled with mistakes This is why, the glass of water will never be emptied |
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| Red Deer | Feb 8 2005, 02:30 AM Post #2 |
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smoke it up baby
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cool
painful memories of wen yu were here
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Feb 8 2005, 03:12 AM Post #3 |
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Aww *hugs deer* Im still here |
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| Red Deer | Feb 8 2005, 03:21 AM Post #4 |
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smoke it up baby
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yuk (about the huging part) |
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Feb 8 2005, 03:24 AM Post #5 |
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Its perfectly normal, It's legal in spain xD, anyways how do you like my poem? |
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| Red Deer | Feb 8 2005, 03:33 AM Post #6 |
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smoke it up baby
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it was beyond my knowledge |
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Feb 8 2005, 03:35 AM Post #7 |
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Yeah, they gotta take hooked on phonics up a notch, I was on it for 13 years. Jk jk, yeah I put all my emotions into that poem
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| Red Deer | Feb 8 2005, 03:39 AM Post #8 |
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smoke it up baby
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i bet if guelph put emotins in his poems theyd scream *gota admit it urself "big g" |
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| Crying Devil | Feb 8 2005, 08:44 AM Post #9 |
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Dans l'amour avec mon ange foncé
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yeah, that was pretty good, I liked it |
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| * Ange | Feb 8 2005, 04:48 PM Post #10 |
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Encore Une Fois
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............gee....wat a poem...{in a nice way} |
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☆ .:.:: *INFINITE705 | KREATTIV ::.:. Graphics Designer | Freelancer SHINING STAR I'VE SEEN YOUR FACE, ENCORE UNE FOIS
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