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BORN OF PAIN / STOLEN NAME
Born of pain cursed to live that way
A forgotten name marked with shame
Guilt by association becomes your fame
A stolen name becomes the scares on the back of a forgotten man.
Fading away to become the dust of another land
Bitterness replaced by forgiveness justice is a slap of the back of a hand.
Born of pain the mind struggle the mental slaying
The community broke...
Tuesday 25th August 2020 1:08 pm
Trapped soul
I sold my soul now i'm paying the price
He feeds off my anger and sadness
he wont let me out i feel trapped
i'm stuck in this deep dark deprivation
It started off fine because i was blind
Now i see it for what it really is
i'm outside looking in at it
his eyes are dark and souless
nothing in their but evil
I feel like a possession and object a thing.
Not a human bei...
Sunday 18th February 2018 8:45 pm
A Mime Rhyme
Can a Mime
make a rhyme?
Sure a Mime
can make a rhyme.
But who would
hear it?
Sunday 1st November 2015 1:46 am
Black Ocean
Tuesday 12th March 2013 10:07 pm
A Nicked Poem
Nicked was my poem*
I nicked that sucker right back
What a silly mess
The first line was suggested by Isobel.
After all my ranting about my stolen poem
I told myself I'd better give due credit.
Saturday 12th May 2012 7:45 pm
Someone has stolen my poem
This time I'm not posting a poem. I'm asking for opinions.
I found one of my poems on a website but was not given credit for this poem.
Should I contact the sites administrator?
Wednesday 2nd May 2012 6:07 pm
STOLEN
STOLEN[1]
He used to write to her, do his penpal letters in his spare time. Nothing special, you understand, it’s good to be friends and have fun.
Over a year’s worth of letters sent both ways, something young people do. Talking about music and films and their lives.
Out of the blue they came and took him from his homeland, to her land, but he wasn’t destined to meet her...
Monday 28th November 2011 1:16 pm
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