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death cometh not within a bottle
Contributed by
wheels
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Monday, 23rd June 2008 @ 09:28:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
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this is not a poem
just a beg for love
a beg for validation
a need for love ive once thought to have known
a betrayal I cannot blame
stabbed into my heart
my bak and I accept
i forgive and i love tho hated
yet my heart Ive now gone
to cry pathetic
and I shall love you evermore
my crystal my love
tho I matter never more
and forever I shall love you
my crystal
tho I matter naught
a man once strong
betrayed once again once too long
I am a shell
I should die
but the booze will just lie
as ive been blamed, accused
for naught ive done
inocent I say
but never to be believed or loved
never to be loved
never to be loved
but ever to be betrayed
so the end I cannot pray
soon enough
afor today
My appolgies for my fellow poets
for this dribble
I do spew,
but mouth at bottle i do bid
adew....
for tonight this in this pathetic dribble
I bid adew
Copyright ©
wheels
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2008-06-23 09:28:35]
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Re: death cometh not within a bottle
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by shelby on
Tuesday, 24th June 2008 @ 04:19:10 AM AEST
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I am sorry you are still so sad.
Your heart wounded and crying out.
I would not say dribble I would say releasing.
Try talking to her???
Hugsssss
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Re: death cometh not within a bottle
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 24th June 2008 @ 06:18:07 AM AEST
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There's nothing to apologize about in this write, my friend.
You can't let someone else take you down. i know what it feels like but life goes on.
You're stronger than you think and you have us.
Keep up the writing friend.
Hang tuff.
Luv, huggs, prayer,
emy |
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