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Sunday, July 30, 2006




-Burning In The Rain-

As the rain drips down my face
I'm reminded of all those times I've cried
They seem to meaningless now
Why waste tears on something that won't last
One day the future will become the past
It's just like going to sleep
You have to wake up at some point
So why waste time trusting in someone
The alarm clock has to ring someday
The question is will you be ready for it
Virgins are like gold these days
Rare and hard to find
Very hard to find love here
People shed their skin to live again
Life is all anyone really wants
But all we get is hell
Young boys give their hearts to whores
And get used over and over again
The female mouth speaks words of decay
As a population we are all rotting and fading away
Sexually Transmitted diseases feed us
We are broken by god
And put back together by pastors
Dipped in sweet tasting cream
Then eaten by our mothers
We watch as others enjoy
And just like smokers in a non smoking section
We wait for our chance to burn


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i am not sure if i like this poem of yours but the rest are brilliant man!!!!!!!!

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