Date: Sunday, May 26, 1996  9:41pm                              Forum: Poetry
From: PlAsTiC GiRl                                               Msg#: 623666
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Chew it up,
And spit it out,
Dont let it get,
Into your throut.

It tastes sweet,
But once inside,
It kills you slowly,
Its for me to decide.

The walls are falling ontop of us,
But they just crumble to the ground,
In the rumble of the wrold,
Is where the greatest beauty is found.

In my cell,
I cry at night,
For all like me,
Who cringe and bite.

Where did all the purity go,
Where did you hide my heart,
After you stabbed it,
With your plastic dart.

The music is comming back to me,
But its been so long,
For me to tell,
Who sang the song,
And rang the bell.

I scream at night,
When all is dark,
For all like me,
Who bare the mark


  -AC