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i am the patsy

Contributed by lostrelic on Thursday, 23rd November 2006 @ 05:49:37 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



hollow and wooden i take to the stage
a copy of society hidden with rage

mimic the words you all want to hear
whisper sweet nothings to wipe away a tear

do my dance for the media up high
covering my tracks way to many flies
followed with smiles a flash of my grin
if you believe a little i surely will win

pulled by strings i make my way
to hide the truth of every day

images of fluff fill your screens
making you think only Hollywood’s dream

twenty four seven i yell to the mass
the weak scorn but that never lasts
strings get pulled but that’s not up to me
i am the patsy why cant you see

your blinded yourself with all your excuses
always believed your voice is just useless
afraid if you talk you will end up like me
strong in the beginning but corruption eats away
walking with strings and the answears in hand
filling our ears with the same old brand




Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2006-11-23 17:49:37]
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Re: i am the patsy (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 12:24:28 PM AEST
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Relic, Straight from the heart and soul, that's always where you shoot from. Great write, man. Much truth in your words.
Peace and hugs,
Laura


Re: i am the patsy (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 24th November 2006 @ 01:17:05 PM AEST
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Strong and extreme in emotion. I love the heart and soul writes and that is what you have done here. The entire poem was written with skill and flair, nicely done.

Michelle




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