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10-29-2006, 02:12 PM
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| Member Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Washington
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| Does it end??
Does the anger end? Does someone always have to win?? When you say it's time to go... then that's the time that you should blow. Everywhere, in my face... changing parts of the human race. Ok, at one time we were friends... for peace of mind, that had to end. You ask me to pick sides.. I won't, I told you and that's no lie. I always rooted for the underdog.. get dropped on my azz, get up and call you a hog. All those words about your heart... you play it to tear folks apart. Watch them cry, watch them die.. convince others I'm one big fat lie. That makes me mad and I attack.. my words I've spoken and can't take back. That's why when you say to leave you alone... I do, cause really I have my home. My home, it's where I live... where people share and learn to give. Sometimes here, you'll get some smack... but it's okay, cause we give love back. Here, this is the real me... only friends, I allow to see. My front door, phone lines, and yea my PC... the way I let my friends see me. Cookies and spam can be good.. when I use them to keep you out of my 'hood. No, really I"m not trying to be mean... I have to protect me from the things that I've seen. With malious I saw my words twisted about... little knowledge of PMs you'd sent to create doubt. When friends they rather here in my home... secrets and malice, we leave that alone. So listen, it's not about who will win... for me, it's about how I feel in the end. I don't like secrets, I don't like lies... I don't want to be cussed at, I too cry. But I won't beg for sympathy, I won't look for pity... I'll keep working on me and getting down to the nitty-gritty. I know I'm mean at times, I say mean things... when we say leave it alone and we agree... don't come back looking for opinions with strings.. move on, learn about you and let me learn about me. That way I won't have to be mean.. or I could walk away and see me healthy and lean. Geez, how silly I was to stay there and fight... none of them truly knows what is right. Isn't it why we all seek some insight? Big dummy me, that isn't my home... it's here where I sit amongst all the things that I own. I only own what is mine on the net... but believe you me, you're someone I'll never forget. |
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10-29-2006, 03:34 PM
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| Member  Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: North Vancouver, British Columbia
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Chris - thank you for sharing your poetry with us! 
__________________ Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the sky. ~Ojibwe saying~ |
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