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Free man

Contributed by SuicidalSon on Friday, 28th March 2003 @ 11:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



All my freinds seem to pass me by
one by one and away they fly
get to know them then they die
never get to ask exactly why
it will do no good to even try
and I will do my best try not to cry
take a deep breath and let out a sigh
I'll think the best and hope your high

A lesson I've learned and now I know
everybody has their own time to go
it doesn't really matter how fast or slow
all we can do is just join the flow
as we're planted like seeds only to grow
plucked like weeds from the end of your hoe
that were stuck in the middle of a cornrow
GOD you are only an average farmer joe

Everybody wants to be on this land
and eveybody wants to be a Freeman
but nobody wants to lend a helping hand
but still they want to be a Freeman
nobody wants to do the best they can
but they all want to be a Freeman
without a leg they wont try to stand
and yet still they are a Freeman

All my freinds seem to zoom right past
suicide ideas that we all grasp
it makes me wonder which one is last
they all are dying off way to fast
seems as though some spells been cast
on all my freinds some sunday mass
preaching never get ahead your life is trash
get one step up then down you crash

Theres a lesson in life you will learn
every body thats born gets their turn
to lie in their coffin or rest in a urn
and freinds that still live will bring their fern
to show the respect that you have earned
people you liked and people you burned
I think you can tell we are all concerned

Freeman Sept.15,2002




Copyright © SuicidalSon ... [ 2003-03-28 23:45:00]
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Re: Free man (User Rating: 1 )
by SuicidalSon on Sunday, 3rd August 2003 @ 10:00:15 AM AEST
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Was just thinking about you again I miss the times we had Once again rest in peace my freind I cant believe its almost been a year


Re: Free man (User Rating: 1 )
by SuicidalSon on Friday, 20th February 2004 @ 04:55:15 PM AEST
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Time flys bro We will all be with you sooner or later Once again a prayer for the dead souls stuck in purgatory may you once find your way out




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