Ray Mesa

Rookie (5/17/89 / Grand Forks)

Life Lessons From The Terminator 2 - Poem by Ray Mesa

Don't step into a world
That you do not own
Don't hold the hand of a girl
that spits on yours
Don't take over land
that you did't find
Don't slip her a kiss
when you are about to die
No, Oh Soon you'll miss
The taste of a tear under her eyes

Computer chips have became the new bullet
And I'm left without any motive
Here's my advice, If you have a grenade just hold it
Don't die, Just revolt
And when you do die, Let it all explode

The future is not set, There is no future but what we create
Tears shed and all our minds are blank
Slipping in my chair I cry, I know all these tears I make
Will never set her normal self free
In my own tears I have sank
I know nothing is left for me, There's no one left to help me
This movie ends and sarah is not next to me
She's not even thinking of me
She's on some other land
Under some other man
Why do I even watch this movie anymore?
Why do I keep cutting myself, just becuase I lost my faveorite whore

She's miles away
Theres nothing left to mourn
This very day
Is the celbration of the last day we spoke
I hear Taps being played on a french horn
She's just a whore, A first date French kissing Whore
If she looks like a millon dollers, then I look broke

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006



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