M Y - P O E T R Y
Blame
the Fame.
Put away the
bottle,
Throw away you last line.
Do yourself a favour...
Give you life a bit more time.
Take yourself out of the lime light,
Get away from all those pens,
For these messages on torn up paper,
Doesn't mean you've got a friend.
You take a peice of broken window,
Shattered glass to end it all.
But stop right there, just put it down,
You made the leap... you took the fall.
So get back up, and start again,
Look at the way you broke your bank,
On drink and drugs and rock and roll,
Take a look... your screen went blank.
But don't look back at failure,
For 'tis a lesson you have learned,
So start again... and make it good,
That at least i think you've earned.
©1997 Insanity Inc. ©1997, black heart. H.Luck.
A
short disclaimer :
It has been known for people to take offense to my
poetry...
And think i'm a twisted black individual... who is arrogant and
distasteful...
This is not true (well, for the most part!) and if you do find
anything i write offensive,
please, please don't write to me and tell me, or complain.
As a poet, i have poetic licence! :) ... i'll write what i want,
and if you don't like it... Don't read it!!! :)
Send me mail if you feel the need.
MysterG
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