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Build me up,
then tear me down.
Turn me around,
then throw me to the ground.
Barry me six feet under,
six feet under.
Break me to pieces,
and expect me to clean up the mess,
your mess,
your disaster.
This beautiful disaster we have created,
with the sharp edges of the pieces of our hearts.
Carve out the four letter word love,
then the contrast of it,
hate.
Build me up,
then tear me down.
Turn me around,
then throw me to the ground.
Barry me six feet under,
six feet under,
under you.
Stand there,
with head held high,
laughing at my demise.
Is this the end?
The end of everything.
The end of everything we build with the pieces of our memories.
Build me up,
then tear me down.
Turn me around,
then throw me to the ground.
Barry me six feet under,
six feet under,
under you.
- by wordswithoutmercy |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/25/2008 |
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- Title: Six Feet Under
- Artist: wordswithoutmercy
- Description: Okay, I warn you I have no idea what this means. I just laid down and wrote this out of boredom. I've read it over and over and over again and I still don't understand it. Maybe y'all will get something out of this.
- Date: 08/25/2008
- Tags: feet under
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Xx_YurLover_xX - 06/11/2009
- really nice poem
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- -Aesthetix - 05/25/2009
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I'm really off put by all the negative poetry that seems to spew from every teenager. It's odd. But I shouldn't be talking because I do it too.
Good poem, it was interesting. - Report As Spam
- XallXaloneXbrokenX - 02/14/2009
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Hmm i've heard something like this before.
But its still good.
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- demonic ninja reaper - 12/15/2008
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such is the soul of those who are gone thank for that was potry to my ears
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- Sakura_chan202 - 12/12/2008
- Whoa this is so good! it reminds me of him.... any ways good job smile
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