when seconds count you dont have time
i need your help so i can survive
when seconds count you dont have time
to sit and jabber when im threating suicide
when seconds count you dont have time
to look and cry while im holding a knife
when seconds count you dont have time
dont tell me to stop, ill do what i please
when seconds count you dont have time
ill tell you to fuck off and leave me be
because i dont have time
A contest entry
- Be Inspired ~ Options~ by Jersene.
1500 points, ended October 17, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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Could you please change your font, or background...black on black just doesn't work
I'll be judging shortly and I have no intention of highlighting the words just to read. Thank you in advance
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wow..
this is sooo ghetto, dead serious chic, i love it. kudos! -
very in ya face poetry ! good rhythm...has a urgent feel to it !
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