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LilkelPixy

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one day,
you'll be eighty or dead
and you'll look back
on this life filled with smoke and trips
and you'll think
of how much you
fucked yourself up.
And you'll wonder
what you really would have been like.
What you would have done,
and who you really were.
But that person inside of you
is already gone.
And you figure
You are who you are now,
So why try to go back...
to who you used to be?
Well, one day,
You'll be eighty
or dead.
 
i really like this poem. im always wondering how different i couldve been if my habbits wouldnt have fryed my brain & drugs wouldnt have become a lifestyle.. & when im 80 ill have nothing but a past of regrets.. makes me sick to my stomach..
 
Smile and be happy with you who you are.
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hmm, it's really interesting just to read the different interpretations of poetry-it's such an open thing, and all perspectives are right. cand-E bamber really caught on to what i was saying though. this was written for a friend of mine that really started losing himself in all the drugs, and really didn't want to change it-or care to. i hope it has some meaning to a few people out there. PLUR
~Pixy
 
I don't think you should look at it that way. No matter what you do you are always you and that is exactly what makes you YOU! If you do or have ever done drugs that is a part of the makeup of you and you wouldn't be the person that you are had you not done them. It's a personal choice that everyone is faced with sometime in their life and it is up to YOU to decide what you want to do-so if you do drugs they are part of you and I don't think it means you have lost anything. If anything-you have gained a whole new perspective and outlook on life to go along with your old outlook. Ok, I guess that's it. Bye! -Dore'
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Beginnings are usually scary--endings are usually sad--but it's the middle that counts! :)
 
i agree, i'm not against drugs, i think they can open up entirely new, wonderful worlds. but, i think it becomes bad and makes you wonder about what could've been like i was thinking the day i wrote this poem, when you actually LOSE yourself to the drugs...you're no longer living your life, just an addiction. when your in the midst of that, if you choose to never change then, you've lost a part of you, instead of gained a new view. if you change things, lose the addiction, then you ARE you, and that past IS a part of you, and you should be happy with that. luv,
~Pixy
 
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