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justam
justam Posts: 21,415
edited June 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
your timing couldn't have been worse
you coulda killed me in person
but why should I, now?
my hurt and anger is
my own and I don't feel like sharing it
you know I love you and you're not mine
but I'm dead now and that's fine
I kept hoping you'd get a clue
on how to be real
but
I guess you don't want to be a person to me
and I d o n 't w a n t a fantasy!
I want a person, in fact, I NEED a person
but you've killed me, wasn't that easy?
oh bloody hell
you'll see me as a shell
and there are so many pretty ones on the beach
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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    justam wrote:
    your timing couldn't have been worse
    you coulda killed me in person
    but why should I, now?
    my hurt and anger is
    my own and I don't feel like sharing it
    you know I love you and you're not mine
    but I'm dead now and that's fine
    I kept hoping you'd get a clue
    on how to be real
    but
    I guess you don't want to be a person to me
    and I d o n 't w a n t a fantasy!
    I want a person, in fact, I NEED a person
    but you've killed me, wasn't that easy?
    oh bloody hell
    you'll see me as a shell
    and there are so many pretty ones on the beach

    yes
    i understand this one.
    to bad others do not.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce

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