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psudobackstabber (Free verse) by Freethinker1602

At one time I thought I couldn't be bought Now I need to rot Man you don't get it I once trusted you fully Now you're more than a bully God man it hurt the way I fell More than a schrapnol shell Worst of all no one to tell Maybe it just pissed me What we had is hitory It wasn't really you that hurt me Forget it, youre nothing now Momma I made a mistake Thinkin' he wasn't fake The pieces of my heart still No way to pay the medical bill No way for me to fulfill This shattered destiny No matter now it never mattered then I stopped feelin' pain a while ago Sittin here waitin' for my chance at death row Man what I did I'll admit it was low Even now I don't exactly care You'll back down from my stare So what you never cared 'bout fair How's it feel to know I'm above the rest Hey I learned from the best I can stand alone No need to think I'll atone

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 28-Apr-03/3:53 AM
Obviously, you've never had your groin run-over by a tractor. For if you had,

you would never tell with such high zest,
to turnips ardent for some desperate glory,
the old lie: "pain is but a fleeting jest,
and underpants tell stories"

Pain doesn't exist? It's just you thinking you are hurt? Pain is an experience, buddy. I don't think any of your magical physicists or philospophers are denying the existence of experience.




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