standing all alone again
i know its meant to be
wishing i can go again
a place away from here
wouldn't you if you were me
looking the way i do
the Sky's on fire again
and your left wondering why
oh how you try to be me
why the fuck would you want to try
crying on a fire of hate
hissing in pain with every drop
pushing so much harder now
never wanting to ever stop
a rush of blood to this old head
don't be fooled I'm not yet dead
decaying slowly like we said
cant put up with it for a hole year
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Written August 27th, 2005
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great write
i love how you put fuck in the poem thats awsome, the poem was great and the flow was great, the style is great
Great write keep it up the writing is great -
thanks lol
dont forget you can always leave the place where you live its just a matter of wanting to
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goodo
nice write
it reminds me of where i live
funny that it's pretty much exactly how i feel about where i am haha
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