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Poor Old Me
Contributed by
honey56
on
Saturday, 19th January 2008 @ 10:28:14 AM in AEST
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I’m here thinking of my life
How my life was played
Out
Did I sell it for riches of
Green back and gold
For diamonds that sparkle’s
And blind my eyes,
Just to say, I have all these
Riches
To satisfy my neighbors approval
Do my expectations leave a bit
To be desired?
Oh’ no, I am just old me cannot
Change..
The diamonds I have is few and
Gold is fewer
Keep it hiding away so the thieves
Want slay for such cheap riches
I am just that old plain Jane, tryin
To be hidden
Poor the bone trying to swim
Above water..
Copyright ©
honey56
... [
2008-01-19 10:28:14]
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Re: Poor Old Me
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by jillian_phan on
Saturday, 19th January 2008 @ 01:28:31 PM AEST
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| what were you feeling/thinking when you wrote this one? |
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Re: Poor Old Me
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by jillian_phan on
Monday, 21st January 2008 @ 05:46:56 PM AEST
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| no.. don't take it the wrong way, i just don't understand what you were feeling when you wrote this... just a write?.. just wondering what was the cause, the feeling, the emotion that you would write this piece.. usually i can read into what the writer possibly felt, and can take that feeling and determine what lies behind the poetry they wrote.. too analytical huh? |
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