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Blind Jug

Contributed by Jason_Robert_Britt on Monday, 5th August 2002 @ 06:28:05 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



You say we're going crazy? We've been there for years!
His implanted spirit, haunts all of our fears.
His life's sick dillusion, filled our lives with tears,
Leaving strong and weak both, exposed before peers.

He taught us of truth, yet spoke only lies.
He's the one thing on earth, I truely dispise.
Dark empty rooms, eat through his old eyes,
An endless maze, his thoughts, echo with cries.

He ignores the guilt, pushing all truth away,
Unkowing that only from himself he strays.
Heartless betrayal, for what he now pays,
Imprisioned inside his own demented maze.

Most people decide, before examining clues!
They form an oppinion, if even untrue.
Before asking what I am, try asking who,
Cause you'll never know till you've been in my shoes.

Don't judge me only from what you see,
You didn't walk my path right next to me.
Our pasts are of total diversity,
I'll never understand you, nor you understand me.




Copyright © Jason_Robert_Britt ... [ 2002-08-05 06:28:05]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Blind Jug (User Rating: 1 )
by Kane on Monday, 5th August 2002 @ 08:59:58 PM AEST
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That is so very true, this is some piece of work, I enjoyed every word.

Kane


Re: Blind Jug (User Rating: 1 )
by Sweetie on Thursday, 8th August 2002 @ 06:05:58 AM AEST
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Oh goodness this is so true!! I love it!! I'm very impressed with your writing! I really like how this one rhymes it helps to make it just flow so beautifully.
love Sweetie


Re: Blind Jug (User Rating: 1 )
by papajfat on Monday, 2nd September 2002 @ 09:21:59 AM AEST
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great vocab. but who is HE?




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