Wandering Scarlet

Rookie - 0 Points (June 1,1991 / Richmond hill)

That Thing - Poem by Wandering Scarlet

when im down
i turn to that thing
because that thing makes me feel good
but it hurts me
but i love that thing
that thing seems so pleasant
but its evil
but it feels so good
and i cannot part with it
but i hate that thing
its killing me
but i live off it
i cant live without it
yet i cant live with it
why did i trust that thing
it cheated and lied to me
now i cant leave that thing
i need that thing
that thing will dig my grave
and bury me alive
i live and die for that thing

Comments about That Thing by Wandering Scarlet

  • Evaughn Gray (8/13/2007 11:44:00 PM)

    wow that was awsome..i'm putting this on my fav list..lol rly..10! ~hazel (Report) Reply

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  • (8/13/2007 11:39:00 PM)

    wow...what we wont do for 'that thing' (Report) Reply

  • (8/13/2007 11:18:00 PM)

    interesting piece (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011

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