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10-17-2008, 04:43 PM | #21 (permalink) |
Meanie McFeany
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY
Posts: 455
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Also love the last line. But this is my favorite:
"You're still paper beneath the grit." The sandpaper metaphor is kinda overused in this capacity, but on the whole I like it. What made you write it? |
11-14-2008, 03:16 PM | #25 (permalink) |
county fair energy
Join Date: Feb 2008
Posts: 4,773
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Untitled
Shattered truth, shattered youth
Broken hope of alliance Back-tracking days of destroying the silence Of well thought out vents Ignorant words have replaced common sense We're all apprehensive Strutting on the defensive Line of a life bred by sheep and their pastors I thought days were over of bowing to masters Cover yourself behind fiction stained shades And let them direct you Let them disrespect you Let them continue to pillage and rape An unborn society, fill it with hate Oh, the irony. Isn't it great Cast stones at the windows And blow down the homes But you cannot throw rocks When you live in fragile lies. Innocent sheep might get hurt. |
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