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like tooth ache
in my body
hurting me
tiny pills
like candy
in my body
helping me
little better
like magic
in my body
healing me
more pain
than yesterday
in my body
hiting me
tiny pills
like bullets
in my body
harming me
like tooth ache
in my body
hurting me
tiny pills
like candy
in my body
helping me
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I 'specially like those two. I like the words at the end of each paragraph.. hurting me, helping me, etc..
T'is really good.
> Thankyou saggy.
> As the saggy one said
Saggy indeed.
I may groan sometimes and make jokes, but never criticise. I believe if you have nothing nice to say then dont bother.
It's just latent homosexuality, a fear that poetry will make them hommo.
I find it puzzling that people who don't like poetry, or don't like my ramblings, click on this thread in the first place. I especially wrote Poem in the title so that you would know what you were getting.
And, if you don't like it why bother commenting in the nasty way some of you have. I don't mind critism if it has basis, but there is little point in posting to tell me its just not your thing. It seems as though you are only doing that to hurt my feelings. Its not in any way helpful to me.
I understand of course that people won't like what I post, but for those who do, and for myself, I shall keep on posting. As the saggy one said, Its therapuetic, but I must admit that although I'm not out for critical aclaim, Its nice when I get it :p. I can't explain why posting stuff here helps me, but it just sort of does.
This post sounds like I give a damn, I do in a small way, but not to the extent that this small rant would have you believe. Forgive me I'm tired today and things in my head are floating and not exactly making sense to me.
I'm sure you weren't after critical aclaim. Unlike a lot of other posts I could mention.
Anyway make sure that you never take the blue pill.
and if anything moved he would ....
Well I say nice, I tolerated it.
I say tolerated it, I'd rather wash my face in the propeller of a jumbo jet.
like candy
in my body
helping me
And then I saw a firehorse galloping across the moon
So I followed it in a blur of fizzing light
It led me into a pit of stinky muddy water
And I thought God, these pills are sh!te.
Therefore immature and little effort replies may occur.