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Oh Boy...
Contributed by
redsleeve
on
Monday, 29th June 2009 @ 07:04:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Yeah Boy,
Cut her down.
You know her heart the best.
Dig Boy,
Underground.
Friendship, lay to rest.
Lie Boy,
To yourself.
She called for every bit.
Why Boy?
She found love,
In another’s chest?
True Boy,
Play the fool.
Curse her happiness.
Find Boy,
You were wrong,
Too late to readdress.
Cry Boy.
Forsaken sound,
To this, I can attest.
Done Boy,
Underground,
Friendship lays at rest.
Lay Boy,
Lay on down.
Live with your regrets.
Copyright ©
redsleeve
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2009-06-29 19:04:11]
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Re: Oh Boy...
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by Incognito_Bombastus on
Monday, 29th June 2009 @ 07:15:38 PM AEST
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It reminds me of Dylan..its all over now baby blu.
These things are better left mournrfd and buried. a fine form and presentation.
rgards I.B. |
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Re: Oh Boy...
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by Inevitable on
Monday, 29th June 2009 @ 07:25:32 PM AEST
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I haven't read anything like this before.
It was very interesting and well done.
True we all do things we regret
and we all suffer for them too.
Fantastic writing. |
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