Mistress
Demon Disciple
Eternally Damned
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Post by Mistress on Dec 18, 2003 10:00:38 GMT -5
Taunting
It seems like I am a burden to existence That I am more than helpess to resistance As though I wasn't meant to be And finally I realize what I see
I feel as though I'm a moving target Like a pawn of a never ending bet With such vile things to deal with And being stuck in such a myth
Wanting nothing more than happiness All I seem to get is stress Everything just seems to piss me off I feel as though I'm like a used cloth
Forever am I damned to exist When all I want is to be taken off the list To end it all is what I want But all I'm left with is taunt after taunt
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Post by Forsaken on Dec 18, 2003 10:41:22 GMT -5
Man, ain't that the truth. I can really relate to that. Don't worry though, I won't taunt you.
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Post by black jewelled rain on Dec 20, 2003 20:45:42 GMT -5
I can completely relate to this poem, too. I felt the rhyme was a little forced this time (which you're normally very good at), but I liked the message:
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Mistress
Demon Disciple
Eternally Damned
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Post by Mistress on Dec 20, 2003 23:22:48 GMT -5
Well, to be honest. I ended up ripping the first version of it, then burning the second, and then stomping on the third. I was very frustrated at the time, but I'm glad both of you like it...
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Post by black jewelled rain on Dec 21, 2003 0:03:52 GMT -5
We, I'm glad you decided to post it up here!
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Mistress
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Post by Mistress on Dec 21, 2003 23:36:07 GMT -5
I'm glad you liked it ;D
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