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Hangmans Theory
Contributed by
Nos_Bunny
on
Thursday, 12th May 2005 @ 09:51:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Hang from that tree, you once thought tall,
Played like a puppet, controlled like a doll,
Your now not innocent, for the mistakes you made,
You were smiling when sad, and feared to be afraid,
Putting the past behind you, when the damage was done,
Laughing at anger, and bleeding just for fun,
The mirror is a reflection, of you hanging from a tree,
Mirror mirror on the wall, who is that child that looks like me,
Close your eyes, sleep tonight, and hang apon your bed,
As every night, you hang for me, with a rope around your head.
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Nos_Bunny
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2005-05-12 21:51:59] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Hangmans Theory
(User Rating: 1 ) by Quilted_rag_doll on
Friday, 13th May 2005 @ 05:20:34 PM AEST (User
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Hang from that tree, you once thought tall,
Played like a puppet, controlled like a doll,
nicely written...i really like how you started it...good use of words...nice job...
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