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Post by ladytera on Oct 28, 2008 3:42:59 GMT -5
What's life? Work all day, Watch the news, The killing spree, The bombing threat, The nuclear arms race, Man against man. Walk out on the street, Pass the corner, A girl no older than sixteen, Selling body and soul. Pass the alley, Drunks lie in a row, "Want some crack?" "How 'bout a little speed?" Kid found dead behind a dumpster, Needle in his arm. Go home, Take out a razor blade, And pray to God, If there is one, That death will be better.
LT
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Post by keyodie on Oct 28, 2008 19:07:08 GMT -5
Oh wow I really like this! It's dark. I like dark stuff. Haha. It is sad though how a lot of people live their life like this.
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Post by ladytera on Oct 28, 2008 19:21:58 GMT -5
Too true. Oddly enough, I really don't. Want to know the really weird part? I was probably in a terrific mood when I wrote that originally. Whereas I was depressed as all get out when I wrote Pink and Feet. Go figure.
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