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Not The Real Me

Contributed by TwEeK on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 06:23:42 PM in AEST
Topic: psychoticpoems



rotten inside
ridiculed to my death
what have you done to me

not what have you done
but what have i
how did i kill the goodness inside of me

that good girl that was once wild and free
now taken flight from my body never to be me
i killed her

killed the goodness inside me
the evil cynical sarcastic ***** took over
kicked and beat up the childhood me

that evil cynical sarcastic ***** took over my mind
filled it with hate and my words full of swears
what ever happened to the good girl once me

somebodys been screwing with my mind
perverted thoughts of sick twisted bodies
fires burn behind my eyes

fires of burning building and people set by me
what ever happened to the good girl who would never hurt a fly
is she still there

crying on the stairs in the back of my mind
beaten and scarred arms she pulls round her head
that evil cynical sarcastic ***** laughs at her there back in my mind

i just want them to leave both of them go
just leave me in peace and let me go
no more screwing with my mind

i must get them out but how
cant sleep them away they only haunt my dreams
cant bang them out they will only scream

what ever happened to me
to the good little girl that used to be me
my mind taken over by that evil cynical sarcastic *****




Copyright © TwEeK ... [ 2004-06-02 18:23:42]
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Re: Not The Real Me (User Rating: 1 )
by nail-to-the-head on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 06:31:38 PM AEST
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a real search for identity, well writin, and the repetivness really emphises the pain.

+ nail-to-the-head +


Re: Not The Real Me (User Rating: 1 )
by WorthlesSanity666 on Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 08:21:29 PM AEST
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I know what you mean. I discovered the same thing about myself. Good job.


Re: Not The Real Me (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 16th June 2004 @ 06:35:54 PM AEST
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wow this was brilliant... u definitely have a way with words.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Not The Real Me (User Rating: 1 )
by dartsofplsre87 on Thursday, 12th August 2004 @ 04:22:02 AM AEST
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I know exactly what you mean here.




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