Afterever Inspiration
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- Posted: Tue, 01 Feb 2005 00:56:41 +0000
CURSED prt. I
IM STUCK IN A PLACE... , BOTH BODY & MIND.THIS PLACE I DONT LIKE...FOR THE SUN DOES NOT SHINE, & THE WIND NEVER BLOWS
WITH CALLING A NAME... A NAME OF A BOY WHO IS THEE ONE TO
BLAME.
I've TRYED AND I've TRYED TO PUT HIM AWAY... SOMEWERE IN MY MIND WHERE HE'D ROUGHT & DEKAY.BUT SOMEHOW I KNEW HE WOULD RISE THROUGH MY BLOOD, LIKE A PRIKLY THORN ON A RED ROSE BUD.
HE DID NOT CALL FOR WEEKS AT A TIME.I THOUGHT I WAS DANNDY, I THOUGHT I WAS FINE.BUT I GESS I WAS WRONG COME HERE & ULL SEE... DEAD, ON THE FLOOR, IN THE MIDDLE, WAS ME.
NOT DEAD AS IN DEAD,DEAD, ( CAUSE IF THAT WERE TRUE I WOULDN'T
BE HERE TALKING 2 U.)BUT DEAD AS IN DRUNK,IN A CORRNER, ON THE FLOOR.WITH A BOOK IN MY HAND WITH THE WORDS "NEVER MORE".
WHEN FINLY, SOMETIME LATE AT NIGHT I A WOKE, BESTOED ON MY PORCH WAS A BOOK & A NOTE.I STAIRED AT THEM COUTIONLY, PAYTIONTLY WAITING.THE WRITING ON THE LETTER WAS FROM THE BOY I've BEEN HATING.
WITH A PASSION OF EMOTIONS... I WANTED TO READ IT.I WANTED TO FEEL HIM, TO TOUCH HIM, TO SEE HIM... I WANTED MY HEART TO KNOW HE WAS REAL & WAS THERE!!! BUT HE WASN'T, SO I DIDN'T... BOOK & NOTE JUST STAYED THERE..!
STAY TUNED FOR CRUSED prt. II
IM STUCK IN A PLACE... , BOTH BODY & MIND.THIS PLACE I DONT LIKE...FOR THE SUN DOES NOT SHINE, & THE WIND NEVER BLOWS
WITH CALLING A NAME... A NAME OF A BOY WHO IS THEE ONE TO
BLAME.
I've TRYED AND I've TRYED TO PUT HIM AWAY... SOMEWERE IN MY MIND WHERE HE'D ROUGHT & DEKAY.BUT SOMEHOW I KNEW HE WOULD RISE THROUGH MY BLOOD, LIKE A PRIKLY THORN ON A RED ROSE BUD.
HE DID NOT CALL FOR WEEKS AT A TIME.I THOUGHT I WAS DANNDY, I THOUGHT I WAS FINE.BUT I GESS I WAS WRONG COME HERE & ULL SEE... DEAD, ON THE FLOOR, IN THE MIDDLE, WAS ME.
NOT DEAD AS IN DEAD,DEAD, ( CAUSE IF THAT WERE TRUE I WOULDN'T
BE HERE TALKING 2 U.)BUT DEAD AS IN DRUNK,IN A CORRNER, ON THE FLOOR.WITH A BOOK IN MY HAND WITH THE WORDS "NEVER MORE".
WHEN FINLY, SOMETIME LATE AT NIGHT I A WOKE, BESTOED ON MY PORCH WAS A BOOK & A NOTE.I STAIRED AT THEM COUTIONLY, PAYTIONTLY WAITING.THE WRITING ON THE LETTER WAS FROM THE BOY I've BEEN HATING.
WITH A PASSION OF EMOTIONS... I WANTED TO READ IT.I WANTED TO FEEL HIM, TO TOUCH HIM, TO SEE HIM... I WANTED MY HEART TO KNOW HE WAS REAL & WAS THERE!!! BUT HE WASN'T, SO I DIDN'T... BOOK & NOTE JUST STAYED THERE..!
STAY TUNED FOR CRUSED prt. II
