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| Posted Tue May 27, 2008
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We're at the bottom,
We're barely breathing.
Last in line,
But we're not leaving.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead
Is looking dark.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead is looking dark.
Road ahead is looking dark. |
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| Posted Tue May 27, 2008
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your poem makes me depressed.  |
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| Posted Tue May 27, 2008
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| I hate sad poems, it brings me down. |
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eyOjuiCy
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Joined: 02 Jun 2008
Posts: 1442
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| Posted Sat Jun 07, 2008
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| now make a happy poem dawg (: |
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lk8two
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| Posted Sun Jun 08, 2008
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| What was this poem about, specifically? |
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Bourne
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| Posted Sat Jun 21, 2008
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| Anonymous wrote: | We're at the bottom,
We're barely breathing.
Last in line,
But we're not leaving.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead
Is looking dark.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead is looking dark.
Road ahead is looking dark. |
Oh okay, so the goverment was trying to kill him the whole time?! |
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| Posted Sat Sep 06, 2008
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| Bourne wrote: | | Anonymous wrote: | We're at the bottom,
We're barely breathing.
Last in line,
But we're not leaving.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead
Is looking dark.
Pressure weighs down, we try to cope.
Down on our luck, but we've got hope.
Losing, fading.
Don't know where we're heading
But the disease is spreading.
Took the chance,
Missed the mark.
The road ahead is looking dark.
Road ahead is looking dark. |
Oh okay, so the goverment was trying to kill him the whole time?! |
Yes. I think it was his old boss or something. |
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DarkSith
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| Posted Mon Sep 08, 2008
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| your poem sucks get the fug out of here w/this weak shit! |
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