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Contributed by
smg
on
Saturday, 1st March 2003 @ 07:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I tried to fly,
But my wings are wet 'cause I cry
And the Sun turned 'em to ashes...
I'm my own nightmare,
I'm my own bad teacher,
I'm my worst enemy,
I'm my weakest friend.
I'm my own misfortune,
I'm my own sin,
I tried to play God,
But I failed.
I'm my own sweet dream,
I'm the beast of me,
I tried to act the Devil,
But the place has already been taken,
Maybe by me.
Who am I?Why do I cry?
Ask yourself and destroy your illusions...
Life?..an error;me?...the most macabre joke
Someone ever played whomever ever...
Laugh my friend, be happy now;
I remind you if you don't know:
Tomorrow will die.Maybe with your laugh.
Copyright ©
smg
... [
2003-03-01 19:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Playing
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Thursday, 6th March 2003 @ 08:24:09 PM AEST (User
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Wow... very well written
Bobo (Joel) |
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