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Subject: Quick sand.
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zonna 3.07.08 - 12:55pm
writn dis poem now. Its an construction of3 words (turn, breath, yurn) Quick sand. Sinkin Sinkin Sinkin. Im sinkin.. nothn i do semz rit. My dayz av turn 2 nit. 2 steps forward . 3 steps back. 3 rits, make a left. my destiny designed no direction 4 me but the o so wrong the o so left. Ive been tryn 4 so long. Evry things so wrng. im sinkin . im sinkin. i cant breath.. my need has turned 2 a dream, a dream. like an air sack wid holz. air is meaningles. fight 4 air whil da world sits comfortabl on yr chest. im sinkin sinkin. n learn dat wantin is tease. n teasin is nothin but a yurn. im sinkin im sinkin. . traped in your own flours, govended by corupt laws, open doorz only 2 find brick walls. no way fowrd, cant go bck. SINKin Sinkin. sunk. *
zonna 3.07.08 - 01:05pm
Mind da spellin. Got a few ups. Flourz meanin floorz. Anyways dis poem was written 4 any1 dat fells like life has turned on them. And who ever you try 2 put things right. You still get put down 4 it. (3 rits make a left). The harder you try the more u sink. Its a ruf copy so b kind. *
