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Playing With Razors in the Sandbox
Contributed by
Ripper_Something_Unusual
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Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 12:12:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
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We are the ones you blame,
Without a face or name,
Its all our fault,
That you dont breath anymore,
Its just a consequence of conscience,
A mass of mixed up nonsense,
And a flash of red comes between us,
You garnish us with false niceties,
Blaming the very media you spawned,
But at the end of the day,
We are all to blame,
We are all guilty until proven innocent.
We are the video game fed,
Mass murdering,
Charles Manson copycat generation,
We have no great war or purpose,
Our lives are built on a scaffolding of frustration,
Our broken bread is never shared,
Just like our screams are never heard,
We didnt want this life,
So we just throw it away
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Re: Playing With Razors in the Sandbox
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by Clementine on
Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 12:33:15 PM AEST
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"We have no great war or purpose,
Our lives are built on a scaffolding of frustration,
Our broken bread is never shared"
Wonderful writing!! I love it. |
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Re: Playing With Razors in the Sandbox
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by sicknivesevered on
Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 12:57:53 PM AEST
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Very good...
"We have no great war or purpose"
Very good... |
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Re: Playing With Razors in the Sandbox
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by bobotheclown on
Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 10:59:22 PM AEST
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very powerful the title was quite creepy I
thought the image of little children playing
with trucks or dolls and replaced with razors
sends chills down my spine. I loved this
poem and sadly it's true. The last three lines
were amazing.
Bobo (Joel) |
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Re: Playing With Razors in the Sandbox
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by girltranscended on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 11:03:00 PM AEST
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My two cents say this part rocks -
"Its just a consequence of conscience,
A mass of mixed up nonsense"
and this...
"Our lives are built on a scaffolding of frustration" is very, very good, loved it.
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