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Date: 4/25/2001 8:43:00 PM
From Authorid: 15157
Good luck in this endevour.......GodBless  |
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Date: 4/25/2001 9:16:00 PM
From Authorid: 21137
OKay, I'll repost this in poetry so you can see how I laid it out.. I dunno how good it is, because I just wrote it but:The day they told me. I still remember the day that they told me You would not be back. I remember wanting someone to hold me. You were my friend, in my sacred circle untill the end. And now your gone Leaving us behind. It's so hard to go on With you still on our minds. We asked you to stop Told you it would kill you, But you were on top And there was nothing we could do. The rancid odors that clung to your clothes, or the way your shoulders slumped and your head hung Are in my mind to stay. A dull smile, bloodshot eyes Rolling laughter, memeries Long alibies these are what you left for me. And I wonder, was it worth it? The price we have to pay, That 'one more hit'? You could of been someone College, marrige and children But now your gone. I don't know. A lesson is learned And I'll still grow. But you won't. I want to see you walk through the door But you don't. It doesn't matter how you died: Gunfight, overdose, botched robbery. All that matters is I cried The day they told me. I hope this helps!  |
Date: 4/25/2001 9:56:00 PM
From Authorid: 30527
Dear Author; Please do not take offence at my comment, but rather try to understand. I understand clearly what you have requested, and why, but my goal is to help someone who may need my help. Although I could compose a poem on virtually any subject, I do not feel it proper to compose a poem for the reasons which you have requested. I do not agree with the "mock funeral" idea. To make fun of, or to stage a persons death, even to make a point, is in my viewpoint, disrespectful. I agree with trying to get this person to change his behavior, but the method which has been selected is in poor taste. For those reasons, I will not write the poem which you have requested, but rather offer you one which will serve to encourage him to value his life, rather than to mae light of his situation. I hope that you will understand my feelings on this. I will post my poem under poetry, for all USM users, but you are free to use it to help your friend, should you approve of it. The poem is entitled, " My Life Doth Slip Away". Good Luck with your friend,........ High Speed  |
Date: 4/26/2001 4:41:00 PM
From Authorid: 30786
I respect your opinions, but I do not believe that marijuana users will all die terrible deaths. I know many that live constructive, positive lives. You cannot change this young man unless he wants to change  |
Date: 4/26/2001 6:37:00 PM
From Authorid: 11749
Hmmm... I don't know if I can help ya on this one! But I think it's awesome that you care! ~CaitieAnje;l  |
Date: 4/26/2001 8:15:00 PM
From Authorid: 12103
i cant help you with this poem or whatever you are talking about..but i just want to say, not everyone using pot will die one day..how can you say such a comment..WE WILL ALL DIE ONE DAY!! lol alot of people who smoke it live normal lives and you wouldnt even know it..its not just high school teenages...even though alot of them do...and dont think that i have smoked it before and standing up for thoes people because i havent smoked it, im terribley against it..it messes you up, in a gradual process....  |
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Date: 4/26/2001 8:52:00 PM
From Authorid: 21137
=)~ I just wanted you to know, I think what you're doing is right. When I was 16 I dated a guy who smoked pot. It wasn't really an occasional thing, but pot and booze where all he did. He was older and we eventually broke up. Without realizing we were related he met my sister in a bar one night, and they hooked up. Eventaully smoking pot couldn't get him high enough (you become accustomed to the stupid feelin in your brain) and Keith moved on to other drugs. One night he shared a needle with a guy who had Hepatitis C. Now, the father of my niece and nephew is rotting from the inside out. You can't stand to hugg him because he stinks of rotten trash - even after he takes a shower and brushes his teeth. He has 5 months to live. Not everyone who uses pot is going to wind up like that, but it is SO unfair that my 1 year old niece with have to grow up without a Daddy. It isn't really worth the chance, is it? |
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Date: 4/26/2001 8:54:00 PM
From Authorid: 21137
P.s. I wanted to let you know that Keith was a straight A student, got scholarships to college, very good looking, and at 19 had a job making $25/hour. He wasn't a looser, or a loner when I met him. He was always dragging around tons of friends, (all hotties! LMAO). He just couldn't find a stopping point. |
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Date: 4/27/2001 3:04:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 30050
Author Id#21137 I did not mean Pot is going to kill everybody and I really think you understood the point Alcohol and Pot are what they call a gateway Drug. You start out small(beer) then you sooner or later want something stronger(pot) then like your sister's husband you move on to something even stronger(meth,coke,heroion!) Thank you for the understanding This is POUTWRP |
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