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Stupid Pen

Contributed by alecfernadez on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 10:56:44 AM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



Lights so bright, there always screaming,
City swept, staring me into a dream,
Its another bitter swept evening,
Where I take the time to scream
At all the people who created me

When I take the time to slip into a dream,
I see myself dead, covered in gasoline,
Daddy's got a match, he's waiting for me,
To get up ripp my head off and scream

Days go by in half an hour,
Years go by in a couple of minutes,
When your jumping of a tower,
Sending you friends into fits of laughter

Lifes so dark, but its not what it seems,
When your cutting yourself in your dreams,
When your ***** another whore,
When you realize lifes a bore

Life just turns around and spits in your face,
Tastes so good, you get out your mace,
Spray it in the offenders eyes,
Then make him confess all his lies

Sometimes I dream of a perfect world,
Theres no such thing cos i'm a turd,
Last friday night I think I hurled,
When I was nine I shot a bird

But I guess thats all in the past,
For eight years I managed to last,
Cut myself with a bread knife,
Drowned myself in vomit at night

People think suicide is a joke,
All the time dead bodies they poke,
But when they start to get down,
Those *****s will be six feet below the ground

I guess its not as funny as I think,
I guess its only funny when I drink,
Abnormality is who I ***** am,
I'm not Jesus, lenin or the son of sam

When it gets late I begin to lose my mind,
Kicking a dog, is probably the first sign,
Or was the sign actually humping ITS leg,
Or nailing yourself to a cross with a peg

When it gets late, I get a little crazy
When its early, I suppose I'm Lazy,
But I really just dont give a *****
I'm tired, a loser and just out of luck






Copyright © alecfernadez ... [ 2004-01-15 10:56:44]
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Re: Stupid Pen (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 03:44:06 PM AEST
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Whoa! great poem! Very well chosen words! Good flow. Real thoughts! Continue writing!

Anne :D


Re: Stupid Pen (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 04:43:55 PM AEST
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yes, I agree. Stupid pen. It completely took over. Someone on here says, "great poem" to everyone." I don't agree with that philosophy. I think it would make good rap because it was filled with obscenity, but it was not my idea of poetry. A really good writer doesn't need to lean on obscene words to make a point. A good vocabulary does that for you. The ideas were great and I got your point..but turn it into a rap song.


Re: Stupid Pen (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 28th January 2004 @ 03:21:47 PM AEST
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Sweet write man. Some damn good lines in this one. I liked it alot. It was friggin' good. So you don't get to say you suck at this anymore. Anywhere.


Re: Stupid Pen (User Rating: 1 )
by TwEeK on Wednesday, 31st March 2004 @ 06:57:53 PM AEST
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I love this poem!!!
Its so truthful!!!
its sooo funny!!!!
ME LIKEY!!! =P




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