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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Nov 9, 2004 5:30:38 GMT -5
09/11/2004
So you’ve denied me again Is this a part of your plan? This is how you raise your child Are you sure that you can?
What’s the point of asking Any more I might as well not come back When I walk out that door
CHORUS: I’ll remember this day In twenty years time Yeh, you’re gonna pay One day You’re gonna fucking pay I’ll remember this day It’s like I’ve committed a crime Yeh, you’re gonna pay One day ‘Cause I won’t forget today
Yelled and screamed once more Haven’t I heard this all before? Can’t trust me with my life Why do you think I’m so internally sore?
What’s the point of trying Any more I’d rather just not live Than share my life with a controlling whore
CHORUS
I’ll remember today Even when my memory Fades Maybe I’ll even scream and shout at you I don’t think you realise just what you do A brittle mind needs the slightest word And everything’s gone again Let’s start our life again But not if you’re the family again Oh my god, what a bitter end
CHORUS
So you’ve denied me another time Is your blood really the same as mine? This is how you raise your child Do you expect me to survive?
What’s the point of breathing Any more I’m surprised you haven’t outlawed that I’m self-destructing at my core
CHORUS
I’ll remember today Even when my memory Fades Yes, I’ll remember I will remember And you will pay
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Post by Swanflea on Nov 9, 2004 5:53:51 GMT -5
That's beautiful. Even though it's kinda sad.
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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Nov 9, 2004 6:09:09 GMT -5
It's not sadness at all, no it's rage, anger, frustration, manic thoughts of killing loved ones... altho, I wouldn't call anyone "loved" any more. It's the most stupid word in the entire fucking english language...
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Post by camelianhermitcrab on Nov 9, 2004 6:43:40 GMT -5
It's not sadness at all, no it's rage, anger, frustration, manic thoughts of killing loved ones... altho, I wouldn't call anyone "loved" any more. It's the most stupid word in the entire fucking english language... from the start, my eyes started to water ... then ... after reading it I saw it was dated 9-11 ... and I thought ok, it's about that day ... then I realized other folk do it different ... today is the 9th of novem ... duh ... then I read your own comments to your own works ... maybe the most accurate emotional wording that comes to my mind is emptiness ... it can be vast, draining, :-/overwhelming, nonexistant ... ok I'll rambling ... Beautiful piece of art you created, thanks for sharing
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Post by Swanflea on Nov 9, 2004 9:43:55 GMT -5
It's not sadness at all, no it's rage, anger, frustration, manic thoughts of killing loved ones... altho, I wouldn't call anyone "loved" any more. It's the most stupid word in the entire fucking english language... When I meant sad, I was talking for me lol. It's obvious that it's not sadness that made you write this, but anger and resentment, and so on... But I felt kinda sad reading it, for you first, but because I felt all this about my dad too.
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Post by finscar on Nov 9, 2004 10:17:41 GMT -5
i find it sad too. emotions expressed here is very intense. sometimes i forget that my parents are in every sense human too. to see them through our eyes is a painful thing. we sometimes have to see their weaknesses, mistakes, horrible past, every bit of their ugly nature, blah blah blah sigh...then to remind myself...i can be just as well be like them now or later or vow never to be like them. who knows.
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Post by RHcp on Nov 9, 2004 16:55:20 GMT -5
Thanks for that, it was beautiful.
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