Lonely nights,they begin to to play
on a situated thought to specific to to say
so go away,and leave me be...
Keep fucking with me life and your gone catch a disease
Pardon my language
Started by thaddaeus, Feb 01 2010 03:43 PM
4 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 01 February 2010 - 03:43 PM
#2
Posted 30 June 2010 - 08:47 PM
uhm ok.... short....like a single thought that happened to rhyme...
#3
Posted 17 January 2011 - 02:23 PM
short but its got a certain bite to it...like a warning to back the f*ck up...
#4
Posted 25 January 2011 - 01:42 PM
i think it says all it needs to say.. its like a short film, you set the mood well and and you end it well. you tell all that needs to be told without beating around the bush.
i still have the picture in my head. permision to turn this into a short film script? brilliant!
honour
Kiz
i still have the picture in my head. permision to turn this into a short film script? brilliant!
honour
Kiz
#5
Posted 27 January 2011 - 03:56 AM
I love that this poem is so short. It's like you say what you have to say, straight to the point and it packs so much power.
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