The way of life
By Daughter_Of_The_Moon
In this world we are all pawns
no one cares for no one
no one but themselves
we are only here to be used
and sometimes abused
just something to be played with
in this game called life
we are all disposable
No one is useful
we all die in the end
no one will ever even know you were here
sure some say they will
but after you're gone its all different
no one remembers
for awhile maybe
but your face begins to fade
and then you'll be gone forever
gone from this world
But I guess that isn't such a bad thing after all!
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Copyright 2003 Daughter_Of_The_Moon
Published on Wednesday, March 5, 2003.
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On Thursday, January 21, 2010, Riven Waker
(317) wrote:
a profound statement of the tragic futility of life - yet perhaps there is fulfillment in passing away - brilliant
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A former member wrote:
It's such a pleasant feeling - crawling out of our graves from time to time, jus enough to stick our foot into the bottom of God's little 'special creatures',...humans?...-no.....bipeds more likely!..
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On Tuesday, July 19, 2005, Mr King
(547) wrote:
not necessarily
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On Sunday, August 17, 2003, Blinded_Tiger
(518) wrote:
When you expect the worse you miss the best. What I got from it. Thanks for that.
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A former member wrote:
What more can I say I agree with everyone awesome job and yes Fuck the world like IP said..nice job
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A former member wrote:
*throws a black rose* Job well done
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A former member wrote:
Bravo....i like
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On Wednesday, March 5, 2003, DarkPoet
(229) wrote:
They don't forget you if you make enough noise.
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On Sunday, August 17, 2003, Blinded_Tiger
(518) wrote:
Yes the ever so importent "They" ... So who are "They"?
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On Wednesday, March 5, 2003, Daughter_Of_The_Moon
(106) wrote:
to do that you have to be able to scream and throw things around, kinda hard when your paralyzed by the selfishness and stupidity of the world