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Published: 2006-03-05 08:14:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 103; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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I give it a tryBecause nothing else is working
I can't fly
Not with a busted pipe
And I can't drown
Not in an empty bottle
As empty as my head
And now my account
I scoop some dust
And light it
Then stab myself
All for pleasure
All to feel so good
I never wanna go back
But i need more
If i'm gonna touch the sky
Another baggie
Another high
No green
No dust
The pawn shop
My friend
All gone
Everything
For the dust of angels
Nothing to crash into
My life's over
With a lighter and a sppon
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Comments: 5
TomRocket [2006-03-16 21:47:54 +0000 UTC]
From one poet to another, learn to write with a certain hidden quality. Stop the pure realistic approach. Granted some poets can pull it off, but this really doesn't have the experience and regret that is needed to pull it off. Just trying to help your writing one poet to another.
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devilsadvokit In reply to TomRocket [2006-03-17 05:58:26 +0000 UTC]
that's for the help. i think i might try it.
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EntityIIV [2006-03-05 08:30:32 +0000 UTC]
You wrote this after the last time we watched it right?
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EntityIIV In reply to EntityIIV [2006-03-05 08:40:31 +0000 UTC]
...ah, sorry. Yeah I remember now.
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devilsadvokit In reply to EntityIIV [2006-03-05 08:35:37 +0000 UTC]
you say it with the others babe. remember in school? i wrote them all during second period.
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