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05-15-2006, 07:24 PM
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poems
i hate my life, oh how it sux
right now i want to get fucked up just for today they all want me to say! with this shit at home that is going on, all i want to do is get stoned. tammy was an addict now she has had it, with all the dope, never again nope. so to all who tried her, or even lied to her go to HELL or ROT in jail! today is wonderful today is great but today some motherfucker tried to make me feel hate! but as you see me being me i am here for my sobriety so fuck the one who tried to fuck me up, i hope that son of a bitch gets CRACKED UP! 
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05-16-2006, 11:02 AM
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i forgot to post that i was full of anger and resentment while i was in rehab! eventhough i put myself there i was still blahhhhh
but it got better. to neone who gives a fuck!:confused: :(
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05-16-2006, 11:19 AM
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just read the poem and I could feel what you were going through... bravo E...you emerged a much stronger person...mentally and physically...thats all that matters...*applause*:)
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"If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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05-16-2006, 11:45 AM
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05-16-2006, 12:02 PM
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yw anytime...and I m glad too :D
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"If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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06-12-2006, 06:49 PM
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i hope no one minds if i post some poems. if you like what i write i'll post more.
Lost People yern for silence And blink in disbelief When all they know is gone Leaving in its undying wake Grief. Everything is lost And hiding in the shadows Is a cost To great for any vault. Wants and needs Come and go Moving with the ocean's flow Leaviang us behind Sitting on the empty shore.
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Unsettled I cannot prepare for that which I cannot foresee; therefore, forgive me should I appear constantly unsettled by your behavior. The only patterns I base my life on are yours, and the routine which I derive from your behavior is only as solid as your adherence to your own behavioral patterns. If I cannot understand you, how can I live for you? What does a blind, deaf, quadriplegic baby get for Christmas? *Cancer* Cure for overpopulation = Bubonic Plague
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06-12-2006, 06:53 PM
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I will bathe the starways in your blood.
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06-12-2006, 07:10 PM
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My Definition of the World
There is no definite definition About the world these days, Nor the people in it. The people who form a dominant civilization, And are quick to analyze any situation. The given analasis is unknown, But I have one of my own. The world is exceedingly more like high school, Where criticism is expected And deception is cool. A place where growth is encouraged, A round trip, all expense paid trip straight to embarrassment, And efficiency is essential For getting into a bigger and better establishment. Where you are disciplined and denied with extraodinary ease, And it is safest for you to exercise caution, When what you are accustomed to has ceased to exist. In our high school careers we are taught to endure And accomplish with certificate worthy accuracy. With the belief that this will benefit us in our future lives. But the concept is disgustingly concievable Because this lie is administered everday, Like a marked day on a calender Or a reminder of conscience. High school is a place where lies are exaggerated And arguing is inconcievably evident. Acceptance is a foriegn language And being an individual is not only despised, But extinguished. The world is a lot like high school A place where you are judged, And when the ruling is bad, Has you running for the emergency exits.
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Unsettled I cannot prepare for that which I cannot foresee; therefore, forgive me should I appear constantly unsettled by your behavior. The only patterns I base my life on are yours, and the routine which I derive from your behavior is only as solid as your adherence to your own behavioral patterns. If I cannot understand you, how can I live for you? What does a blind, deaf, quadriplegic baby get for Christmas? *Cancer* Cure for overpopulation = Bubonic Plague
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06-12-2006, 07:14 PM
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Purgatory
I live in a world Filled with fear and doubt, A world that gives and takes as it sees fit. So that all I see from where I sit Is despare and agony On no one but me. I wonder if people see How desperate I am Or how hard I work To keep it all in. Is it a sin to wish To forget my problems Or disappear? I'm trapped in this cell, Behind cruel bars, Where all I hope to see Is the stars up above.
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Unsettled I cannot prepare for that which I cannot foresee; therefore, forgive me should I appear constantly unsettled by your behavior. The only patterns I base my life on are yours, and the routine which I derive from your behavior is only as solid as your adherence to your own behavioral patterns. If I cannot understand you, how can I live for you? What does a blind, deaf, quadriplegic baby get for Christmas? *Cancer* Cure for overpopulation = Bubonic Plague
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06-12-2006, 07:18 PM
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Kick ass!
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I will bathe the starways in your blood.
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