Topic: sad
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Fri 03/26/10 08:37 PM
Edited by iam4u on Fri 03/26/10 08:40 PM
Lets get high, hell, lets at least TRY!
Live for nothing, live to be free,
live to die tomorrow, but don't kill me.
Put some more crack in your pipe, and light.
Puff and puff, until you feel just right.
Find every reason, to make work sound like Treason.
Make insane jokes so another stoner can laugh, as he tokes.
Ran out of money, Oh'brother, better go ask your Mother.
You been using her love, your her only kid.
Thirty eight years old, still making her roll you a cig.
Living life sweet, you get her to buy you something to eat.
No respect, no real care, living each day,like it was a f**king dare
You make-up every story a man could ever make.
You live for your weekends so you can shake and bake.
Tried to help guide you since you were a little boy.
But life was never normal for you, love was just a tool, your toy.
So I gave-up hoping you would grow-up, now telling others to shut-up
Your not worth killing, you live a world so unfulfilling.
You see I could never do that because you know me to well.
Your Mother gets mad at me, if I look at you and yell.
Life will have her pass away,,,some day?
Then you will fake a cry, and try to end your life, and probably die
I can't stop this, I can't make you right, YOU have no light.
Everyday, in this life,there is another young man, losing his fight
I talk, I PRAY, I try to just stay away, but this is him, everyday!
Using his wits, throwing kiddie fits, his life is the pits.
From Preachers to Teachers, to admitting to out-reacher's..
NOTHING can be done to save my Sister's son.
And the part that really hurts me and makes me mad.
Is my Sister's never heard him say he loves her, thats just so sad.



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Fri 03/26/10 09:18 PM
Sorry, Terry, but I don't really get this one!!tongue2 :angel: Sorry!!:heart:

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Fri 03/26/10 09:26 PM

Sorry, Terry, but I don't really get this one!!tongue2 :angel: Sorry!!:heart:
ITs NOT A LOVE POEM,,laugh laugh laugh laugh


I have a drugged out Nephew and HIS LIFE, was on my mind,,,lol
WELL,,my Sisters life was really MORE on my mind,,,,wink,

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Fri 03/26/10 09:29 PM
Wow...sooo sad, but so true. I actually, unfortunately, know of
several families that go through this, it makes you want to cry
and scream at the same time. :cry:

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Fri 03/26/10 09:30 PM

Wow...sooo sad, but so true. I actually, unfortunately, know of
several families that go through this, it makes you want to cry
and scream at the same time. :cry:



One of your best yet, btw. flowerforyou

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Fri 03/26/10 09:42 PM
Edited by Queene123 on Fri 03/26/10 09:44 PM

Lets get high, hell, lets at least TRY!
Live for nothing, live to be free,
live to die tomorrow, but don't kill me.
Put some more crack in your pipe, and light.
Puff and puff, until you feel just right.
Find every reason, to make work sound like Treason.
Make insane jokes so another stoner can laugh, as he tokes.
Ran out of money, Oh'brother, better go ask your Mother.
You been using her love, your her only kid.
Thirty eight years old, still making her roll you a cig.
Living life sweet, you get her to buy you something to eat.
No respect, no real care, living each day,like it was a f**king dare
You make-up every story a man could ever make.
You live for your weekends so you can shake and bake.
Tried to help guide you since you were a little boy.
But life was never normal for you, love was just a tool, your toy.
So I gave-up hoping you would grow-up, now telling others to shut-up
Your not worth killing, you live a world so unfulfilling.
You see I could never do that because you know me to well.
Your Mother gets mad at me, if I look at you and yell.
Life will have her pass away,,,some day?
Then you will fake a cry, and try to end your life, and probably die
I can't stop this, I can't make you right, YOU have no light.
Everyday, in this life,there is another young man, losing his fight
I talk, I PRAY, I try to just stay away, but this is him, everyday!
Using his wits, throwing kiddie fits, his life is the pits.
From Preachers to Teachers, to admitting to out-reacher's..
NOTHING can be done to save my Sister's son.
And the part that really hurts me and makes me mad.
Is my Sister's never heard him say he loves her, thats just so sad.





terry you gave me a great idea for a poem
i will post the link in a few..

http://www.mingle2.com/topic/show/269321