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Contributed by one11 on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 10:46:04 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



You don't like to read
So I'll put it in words you can understand.
This is what you need
So I would let you take my hand,
But, like the smell of coffee in the morning, you need a cup,
And like your cigarette addiction you need to give this up.
Pleasing to your mind,
Damaging to your self’s,
Wanting more you'll find,
You’ve got nothing else.
Loving the life when you’re living in sin
Living it up at the parties you’ve been
And not caring about who’s around
Knowing at the end you’ll hit ground
But, like the smell of coffee in the morning, you need the stuff,
And like the cigarette addiction you need just one more puff.





Copyright © one11 ... [ 2007-02-23 10:46:04]
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Re: past (User Rating: 1 )
by Bleedthelove on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 11:19:15 AM AEST
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This is such a well thought out poem, and I like how it can be compared to so many aspects of life. Excellent job.


Re: past (User Rating: 1 )
by Loriann on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 11:56:08 AM AEST
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I liked this alot because it is so similar to life and the different things we encounter nd how they are so similar in ways.
Very nice.

Loriann


Re: past (User Rating: 1 )
by Rhei76 on Friday, 23rd February 2007 @ 06:39:30 PM AEST
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very thoughtful from a str8 edge point of view
I'm not far from you but i am a user
and alot of things you can find in book
but expeirence is something true

I never ask for any to be there but i offer
I found past religions have tackled this by consumption to heal the flock
I am not a shaman
nor budhist
I don't engage in long conversations to create a follow

but somethings have always been
and someways unlock within

I'm not say you have to use
I'm not saying anyone should

but it gave me what i searched
yet still lost by societies rules

Good poem help you think
and everyone needs to


Re: past (User Rating: 1 )
by myheartsvoice on Monday, 26th February 2007 @ 05:59:18 PM AEST
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this > verse . . . " Loving the life when you’re living in sin
Living it up at the parties you’ve been
And not caring about who’s around
Knowing at the end you’ll hit ground is awesome in itself,. I instantly had this picture in my head of ambiguity, u know, some one self destructing, i use to live in the fast lane, one time and met some people like your describing here. your writting is compelling tsay the least. good luck with whoever this person is.




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