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She stares at the t.v thinking of what to say
she alone more than she was yesterday
she finds a way to escape the chains that have made her who she is
and thinks of happy times
and there goes the sun
and darkness surrounds her
sitting by a wishing well but shes run out of change
but than again she can't seem to remember better days
pockets empty
though her heart is full
well now lifes dull
she's still got hope but can't find herself a shooting star
oh and how rare they are
makes her way to the corner store
no reason to go but lifes a bore
and has she ever fallen short
but she still has hope and how he helps her cope
just for now
he's here in town a run away
from that county jail
daddy didn't turn up for his bail
trys to cover hispast
she doesn'tknow but is in for a blast
finds the problem he'll put down the bottle
well there goes his fist
life isn't exactly what she wished
scars are edged to mark her past
she could try to hidethem but they'll always last
he goes away well what a day
she tried so hard to make her way to the top
just to look back and watch everything drop
- by 10dollarbjsallaround |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/10/2008 |
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- Title: my t.v set
- Artist: 10dollarbjsallaround
- Description: the name of the poem is random i guess i was stairing at my tv wen i wrote it although my tv wasnt on im a weirdo but anyways i hope youguys enjoy please leave comments and its aboutalot of different things i tried not to scatter though if i did srry ummcritism isalways good but dont be rude thanks guys enjoy
- Date: 08/10/2008
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- I_Hate_Faces- - 12/14/2008
- pretty coo song razz LOL
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- bloodbathdemond - 08/11/2008
- i loved it you did really good
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