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TWEEK
Contributed by
Hoots
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Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 01:50:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Peeking out the windows,
checking all the locks;
Listening for the voices,
dreading any knocks.
Stack up all of the furniture,
barricade the doors;
Or look into a mirror,
pick your face until it's sore.
Stay out of my tweek,
and 'step off my cloud';
Just take yourself to another room,
and try not to be so loud!
All your 'friends' will rat you out,
and everyone's a snitch;
No wonder no one tells you,
getting high can be a B****!!
Copyright ©
Hoots
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2004-03-21 01:50:09]
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Re: TWEEK
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by Essentially9 on
Sunday, 21st March 2004 @ 03:13:40 AM AEST
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| interesting poem, and the craziness gives it a certain angle to that of silverstein |
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Re: TWEEK
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by Pyrofungus on
Sunday, 11th April 2004 @ 03:23:12 PM AEST
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| wow that is pretty crazy, but hey thats what happens....all that paranoia starts kicking in...... |
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Re: TWEEK
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by TwEeK on
Saturday, 28th August 2004 @ 04:15:54 PM AEST
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well now i can finnaly say theres a poem writtin after me! lol
nice poem, it describes me quite well!
thanks for this awsome poem!
and keep it up!
Tweek |
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