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The Game

Contributed by Silent-No-More on Tuesday, 18th May 2004 @ 12:01:59 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



You’re playing me
(I’m letting you)
You’ve got me on a string
I’m dancing and you know it
To whatever song you sing

You’re twisting it
(I’m bending woo)
You’re making me insane
I’m wobbling and you see it
It’s nothing but a game

You’re screaming now
(I’m yelling too)
You’ve got a thing to learn
I’m laughing and you missed it
Dare it then to burn




Copyright © Silent-No-More ... [ 2004-05-18 12:01:59]
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Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by aaaka on Tuesday, 18th May 2004 @ 12:10:38 PM AEST
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Tell it like it is . We have all been there at one time or another.Great!


Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by holderofthestone on Saturday, 29th May 2004 @ 06:33:09 PM AEST
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i feel what you saying here. sometimes being a puppet, atleast gets you their attention....great poem i like the inner thought additions


Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 11th September 2004 @ 12:02:31 PM AEST
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Looks like it takes a lot to make you angry, but we can all only take so much!


Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 25th February 2005 @ 12:58:02 AM AEST
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Bloody Brilliant! I think that this is one of the best, in this topic, that I've read so far. So emotional and is, as always, written to perfection.

Take Care
-Becca


Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 28th April 2006 @ 09:42:52 AM AEST
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I'd say up until today I couldn't even imagine you angry but you certainly captured it in this one.

"Dare it then to burn"

I love that closing line! ! ! !

Thanks,

Timber


Re: The Game (User Rating: 1 )
by ButchHoward on Monday, 8th May 2006 @ 12:12:56 PM AEST
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Some games are fun. This one is not. I feel an intense sense of anger and defiance eminating from the page. I would characterise this poem as a verbal purcupine. Beware!
Butch




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