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Post by xxrebel86xx on Mar 1, 2006 19:27:04 GMT -6
Swimming in this sea, Of lies and dissect, I'm almost drowning. I'm not getting saved, But I'm being pulled down, Deeper into the dark water. The darker the water, The deeper the lies, The more I hold back, The less air I have left to breath. Does this make you feel good, To drown me in your lies? To drown me while I look for help? Or does it not matter, That I'm drowning, Deeper into this dark water?
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Post by Laura on Mar 2, 2006 17:35:26 GMT -6
The idea is good ... I think with a little revising it would be nice. This is one of those poems you keep and years later you can go back and spruce it up.
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Post by QueenPaige4 on Mar 14, 2006 16:51:03 GMT -6
AGREED
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Post by psiloveyou on Mar 15, 2006 19:11:31 GMT -6
I enjoyed that. This has some serious potential. Very effective wording.
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