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No Use
Contributed by
Exodus
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Tuesday, 20th June 2006 @ 08:49:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Hello. You sitting where no one can see.
You, the disaster, that crept up on me.
Like a stranger, you were great and forgotten.
With wild times, the courage turned rotten.
Like blood soaked with cotton.
Can't remember which tone to talk in.
Take a number and another gin.
We have no use for the state we're in.
No use.
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Exodus
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2006-06-20 08:49:39]
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Re: No Use
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by Lucid_Tides on
Tuesday, 20th June 2006 @ 09:08:48 AM AEST
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| This poems shows a great deal of hurt in letting go. But at the same time, it seems it is bottled up. Awesome job. Exodus is a good bands as well. Kirk Hammett From Metallica was the original lead guitarist for that band. Sweet. |
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Re: No Use
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by myselfindreams on
Tuesday, 20th June 2006 @ 11:37:38 AM AEST
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definately an illusion, in two places at once
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