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The Favorite Tool
Contributed by
norticus
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Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 12:19:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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You grab me, yank me, slam me down.
You drop me, bang me, throw me to the ground.
You use my head as a driving force.
You don't even think, it's a matter of course.
When I miss, you cry & wale
You scream at me, "Just hit the nail!"
I spin and spin and cut her down.
I cut her more when she's on the ground.
Then my friends split her with the grain.
and I'll cut her more if she's a pain.
Those who get in my way all soon learn.
The things I cut, I cut to burn.
You squeeze and twist me and pull me back.
I feel your need when the right tool is lacked.
My grasp is tight and I feel no pain.
If I were like you I'd go insane.
You use me as your last resort
I always come through with no retort.
Together we sound like a bunch of fools.
Yet we work perfectly. We're just His tools.
jz
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Re: The Favorite Tool
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by ArdRi79 on
Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 12:32:11 PM AEST
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| wow man you use some harsh imagery but you get the meaning across , it is a good poem, a little disturbing. |
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Re: The Favorite Tool
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by CodyJ on
Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 01:22:16 PM AEST
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| love it |
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