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Etch-a-Sketch
Contributed by
Randibee85
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Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 06:44:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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I hate you because you are an etch-a-sketch
I cannot draw you out
You predict me and find my truth
But my truth may be something I doubt
The true me, inside my yolk
And you see it with your eyes
Digesting me, with curiosity
You shouldn't find me out
Why, because I hate you
You're a liar, no doubt
Why do I think so?
Because I think I have you figured out
You breath your rank lies onto me
But they’re worthless
And I'll make you see
That I wont let you know what is
The true me
Which is only mess
The acid I digest
Slowly
Bubbling away
Nothing but decay
Fester me away
This is the true me
Copyright ©
Randibee85
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2004-04-19 18:44:03]
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Re: Etch-a-Sketch
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by nail-to-the-head on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 06:52:06 PM AEST
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thanks for shareing this poem, i really enjoyed reading this. totally feel like this myself at times. well done
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Re: Etch-a-Sketch
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 7th May 2004 @ 08:06:06 PM AEST
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Now THAT was powerful!
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