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pieces of me, pieces of crap
Contributed by
CaseyRedman
on
Tuesday, 20th December 2005 @ 08:36:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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when i die freak it
i wanna go to hell
i shouldn't write poetry
i cant even spell
and im a piece of crap
it aint hard to freakin' tell
so go ahead and criticize
all i can do is my best
even pieces of crap
have things on their chest
and im not talking about
a bullit proof vest
so if you see me steaming
in a pile on the grass
you dont have to stop and smell
just go ahead and pass
it's not as if i'm asking
to be preserved in brass
im sure in hell
crap will quicly melt
and crap is whats become
of the emotions i have felt
and i know i'll never have a
spelling bee victory underneath my belt
so this is not good bye or goodnigt
im only leaving to take a nap
doing what ever i can do
to avaid the ruthless trap
leaving with you pieces of me,
pieces of crap
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CaseyRedman
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2005-12-20 20:36:25] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: pieces of me, pieces of crap
(User Rating: 1 ) by TREBOR on
Wednesday, 21st December 2005 @ 04:45:12 PM AEST (User
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I like this , not taking yourself to seriously. Its not 'great' poetry (whatever that means) but I enjoyed reading it . There is a line from one of my favourite Dylan songs about 'little boy lost taking himself so seriously' , just came into my thoughts
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