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dog dead eyes

Contributed by lostrelic on Friday, 20th January 2006 @ 08:21:47 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



dog dead tired i flake in my sway

to many memories to easly face the day

licking my wounds dragging feet on the ground

mind blank and lost need coffee to be found


the fetus i fry to sad eyes looking front

wondering why the didnt survive the hunt

down hearted view my window displays

sun trying to shine but clouds do betray


bills in the box collectors on the phone

remembering why i always ran from home

childhood lies growing up is not fun

just wanting to kick back and lay in the sun


the bottle it whines "why face reality today"

but with out work those bills wont get paid

old habbit thoughts of addiction with out care

as that reality was just a heartful tear


ear buds in place to block out contact

to affraid to break this heart thats intact

off on the road the start of the day

mabey ill get hit walking on the way





Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2006-01-20 20:21:47]
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Re: dog dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Friday, 20th January 2006 @ 10:21:20 PM AEST
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Some misspelled words.....but the message...my god it just was so lonely. Wow...you wrote that so well. I could feel myself there. I wish you peace, and thanks for sharing, Laura


Re: dog dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Friday, 20th January 2006 @ 10:36:11 PM AEST
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Come on Regan..............Yes, its lonley and we all have it bad........But CHEER up. Get out, and stop the sad. Make it good..........or try. Yes, its an every day routine, and we all have those @@@@.....days......But......COme on, alot of ppl here care bout ya. Heres a BIG virtual HUG..........


Brew~


Re: dog dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 21st January 2006 @ 12:34:52 AM AEST
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Very sad, my friend.
Cheer up!
We luv u.
huggs, prayer,
emy


Re: dog dead eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Saturday, 21st January 2006 @ 01:42:20 PM AEST
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Cheer up things are nevers as bad as they seem bernard2




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