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Introduction: A Poets Fury
Contributed by
A_Poets_fury
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Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 08:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I remember way back to the first time i saw,
My daddy beating my sister down to the floor.
I remember him walking out when i was only two,
he asks to meet up, what the hell should i do?.
I dont wanna see him, he ruined my life,
If i had a choice id take out a knife.
End the memories of a dad i never had,
and when deceased i tell you ill be glad.
The sick sort of a mamma, you dont understand,
i was bullied at school she never offered her hand.
Her life was alcohol and heroin and crack,
its my little birthday, she offered some smack.
What kind of a lifes this you think that im playin?
I putting across my point, my parents were betrayin.
Poor little sista, torn between both halfs,
my parents abuse her, she just giggles and laughs.
SHES ONLY 3 SHE DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT,
SHE WILL GATHER HER SOURCES FROM MY INTELLECT.
WHY DID YOU HURT US, GIVE US A LIFE SO BAD,
WHY COULDNT YOU BE THE MUM AND DAD ThAT I NEVER HAD.
Its sad, but i gotta live with knowing the facts,
and when i have a kid ILL NEVER FOLLOW YOUR TRACKS.
I missed out on education and cooked me and layla's meals,
Whilst you and daddy upstairs seeking new thrills.
I was tired of it so took sis and just LEFT,
thats when dadda went down for 9 counts of theft.
Leaving mamma alone, oh no, oh dear,
TOUGH LUCK WOMAN, IM BEING SINCERE.
I raised Layla like the girl of my own,
She all grown up now, im still all alone.
I dont deserve this i need a life i never had,
And grow up to be a fun lovin dad.
Cuz the one i was stuck with just messed up my life,
I told you what id do ill take out that knife.
And stand in the court with a judge and jury,
Welcome to the life of "A_Poets_Fury"
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Re: Introduction: A Poets Fury
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by SmokinJoeEvil on
Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 12:23:03 PM AEST
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| The world is built upon a bunch of relationships. It is the most unfortunate thing in the world to, yourself, be built of some of the worst of them. But you seem to have stayed strong, and decided the right things about your own future family... to be one of the people who builds life out of the best of relationships. Good luck to you... |
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Re: Introduction: A Poets Fury
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by OreO on
Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 03:24:40 PM AEST
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Oooo what your all about, that was interesting and very sad and full of anger and yet you could see and feel the love within this write...there are so many emotions flying and bursting everywhere in this poem.....i enjoyed this one alot thanks for sharing it....welcome to YPDC....i look forward to reading more of your poetry my friend...love this write...
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Re: Introduction: A Poets Fury
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by cryingonmyporch on
Friday, 17th January 2003 @ 09:20:23 PM AEST
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If nothing else some people should be proud of you. You took yourself and you little sis out of a horrible situation. I'm still trying to get out of my mine. I do hope your life starts to get better.
Always
Amy |
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