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Posted by cockeyed on August 1, 2005, at 21:37:38
Tomorrow I go under the knife
ah the thrill of my life,
hope to hell that I'll make it.
Last time was great
but I still have to wait
for this, this the next timeLast time was fun
but there's a chance it'll come undone
and I'm scared
no matter how much I might fake it.
But there are so many who have no chance at all
so I'll take my chance and be glad I'm lucky
enuff to to take it.
a
cause there are those
who have nothing, when it's chose
and no chance at all to make it.
I wish to say more, a prayer to help even
the score. But I can't because I'm too damn selfish
I worry about me and all that I see
may be reduced to the view of a shellfish.[sorry, but I'm scared. I don't think it's weird
but I wish I could just let it happen. Because
no matter what, you can if and or but, what
happens is gonna happen. just wish it was over.] cockeyed.
Posted by ramsea on August 10, 2005, at 5:18:10
In reply to knife, posted by cockeyed on August 1, 2005, at 21:37:38
is this in real time? have you undergone surgery? coz if so i just want to say i hope you're okay now, and if it's not real time, i am curious what sort of motivated you to the poem??? best from ramsea
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