Poem Details
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Title: | Me and Coralee |
Author: | Anonymous |
Date Submitted: | 4/6/2009 |
Poem: |
Walking with pounding feet no one knows my name Nervously walking the line between evil and good What''s a man to do without love to own? Desperately trying to stop the closing of my heart Find a darker place walking the streets nervously On my from white to black I’ve lost my way Lies struck by me wandering from precious sanity Try to stop the thinking, stop the drinking Drinking from the cup of unholy disgrace What am I to think? No way to understand things out of balance Walking streets in a trance seeing evil in the good Don’t want to fight about it, all the mercy is gone Turpentine love potion number 9 Stinging my throat burning a hole in my soul A bullet to my brain walking the streets Where no one knows the name of my pain The streets home of the insane Talking city walls speaking in code to me The state I’m in not fit for a human being Smoking pack number 3 They’re wired to see inside of me The wireless operators inside my head I crown you King George with a beer stein The thoughts which crawled in her mind The legacy she passed to me and Coralee... |