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To a bum, (Free verse) by RealmOfSong
Your redemption was to make me feel sorry -- Well, I'm not sorry anymore. What you "felt like" is what you are; I'm not sorry for that. I am not the one who stabs backs I am not the one who can lie with a straight face because I've had so much "practice" I am not the spoiled egg who needs an entourage And I am not sorry for what you've made of yourself. You used dialogue to mask threats to sink me -- Well I'm not listening anymore. I've seen what you look like under the stage paint, What writhes under your skin, And my eyes have never lied to me.

Up the ladder: Choices
Down the ladder: The Glow of the Sun

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.142857
Weighted score: 5.03842
Overall Rank: 7200
Posted: September 4, 2003 10:28 AM PDT; Last modified: September 4, 2003 10:28 AM PDT
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Comments:
[9] jonnyduk @ 217.137.173.65 | 4-Sep-03/12:19 PM | Reply
Sounds angry yet emotional, am i stupid? good poem.
[7] J.B. Manning @ 129.44.35.24 | 4-Sep-03/1:26 PM | Reply
I like it a lot, but I'm slightly confused by the title vs. the context. It seems more like you're talking to a familiar acquaintance of some sort, rather than a stranger on the street. Or maybe you're calling that acquaintance a loser of life? Hmm, that could be what I originally missed.
[7] shadowaura @ 207.61.235.41 | 5-Sep-03/4:23 PM | Reply
a bum indeed..."i've seen what you look like under the stage paint"...that line was perfection
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