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All sorts of moods can inspire us to post all sorts of emotions whether written by ourselves or someone else.
Fed Up
Falling, breaking,
my energy you’re taking,
leave me alone I’m f*cking shaking,
Can’t you see my will is breaking?Words of hate you spew at me,
all you care is no one else sees,
you b.itch you rage you whinge no heed,
killing my spirit and my soul it bleeds.I don’t know how much more I can take of you,
while leaving me alone is what I need you to do,
boundaries not just crossed but barged through,
your on shaky ground and you know it’s true.How dare you criticize my ways?
And cry that it’s your special day?
you had a choice, you did it anyway,
forget my pain, you’ve had your say.All I know is I am breaking,
and there is not much time left for changing,
things will evolve or because I can’t take it,
the way things are, I`ll never make it.Thanks to those friends that make me smile regardless xxx
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hey your poet and i didnt know it
well done 8)
im one of those buddies that make you smile .. init ? :lol:
lol yeah you are, along with a couple of really good friends. :)
very powerful words blonde / blue wonderful poem and know exactly what you mean =D> =D>
a little something from the opposite end of the spectrum:
Times with you
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Nice one minim, was good to catch up with you tonight. Take care xxx :D
oh father oh father
i’ve come to confess
i’ve left a poor girl in a terrible mess
her clothes are all ragged her tits are all bare
theres a bun in the oven that shouldn’t be thereoh son oh son
you should of known better
when i was your age i used a french letteroh father oh father
you do me no just
i used one of yours and……
the f*ucking thing bustDaggs, thanks for that, made me chuckle. :D :D
i aim to displease
@dagger wrote:
oh father oh father
i’ve come to confess
i’ve left a poor girl in a terrible mess
her clothes are all ragged her tits are all bare
theres a bun in the oven that shouldn’t be thereoh son oh son
you should of known better
when i was your age i used a french letteroh father oh father
you do me no just
i used one of yours and……
the f*ucking thing bustPML!! Nice one Dagger :lol: :lol:
we all know someone like this but it makes me chuckle so every time I read it :lol:
T’WAT
Like a Night Club in the morning, you’re the bitter end.
Like a recently disinfected s’hit-house, you’re clean round the bend.
You give me the horrors
too bad to be true
All of my tomorrow’s
are lousy coz of you.
You put the Shat in Shatter
Put the Pain in Spain
Your germs are splattered about
Your face is just a stainYou’re certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag.
Do us all a favour, here… wear this polythene bag.You’re like a dose of scabies,
I’ve got you under my skin.
You make life a fairy tale… Grimm!People mention murder, the moment you arrive.
I’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.
You’ve got this slippery quality,
it makes me think of phlegm,
and a dual personality
I hate both of them.Your bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay.
Please, please, please, please, take yourself away.
Like a death a birthday party,
you ruin all the fun.
Like a sucked and spat our smartie,
you’re no use to anyone.
Like the shadow of the guillotine
on a dead consumptive’s face.
Speaking as an outsider,
what do you think of the human race?You went to a progressive psychiatrist.
He recommended suicide…
before scratching your bad name off his list,
and pointing the way outside.You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart.
You’re heading for a breakdown,
better pull yourself apart.Your dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss.
Your attitudes are platitudes,
just make me wanna p’iss.What kind of creature bore you
Was is some kind of bat
They can’t find a good word for you,
but I can…
T’WAT.LYRICS © JOHN COOPER CLARKE
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