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Scars

Contributed by kailadragon on Monday, 15th August 2005 @ 11:42:58 AM in AEST
Topic: insomniac



it used to be all about me
MY problems
MY pain
MY fault when it screwed up
i've got the scars to prove it
and i'm not proud of them
but they're in the past
a reflection of who i used to be
but its not about my scars anymore
there's a guy i heard about
who had it worse than me
he gave it up....for everyone else
and he got worse than me
nails through the wrist
crown of thorns
hung high for all to see

but unlike us, he didn't do it to himself
WE did it to him
every single one of us is guilty
for we all sin
and sin is why he died....

ask me and i'll tell you more....




Copyright © kailadragon ... [ 2005-08-15 11:42:58]
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Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 15th August 2005 @ 12:12:47 PM AEST
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great write keep it up


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by fromhopes2hopeless on Monday, 15th August 2005 @ 01:15:24 PM AEST
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wow...


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Monday, 15th August 2005 @ 02:45:58 PM AEST
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very nice write powerful but a man i have lost in time nice poem


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by xXx_Fem_Fatale_xXx on Monday, 15th August 2005 @ 03:44:04 PM AEST
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We're too much leaning on what other people think of us that most would loose touch with theirselves.

We're like puppets on a string, managed by people who think they are better than us....but guess what....everyone gets out the bed on the same feet as us....

Good write!

huggssss,

Nats




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