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Best Poems From
BRIE CARTER
(March 12,1994)
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Broken Hearted
Here I sit Brokenhearted
Bought a dell and it departed
Bought a contract to have it serviced
All its done is make me nervous
Been a month since its last visit
Guess the home service isn't explicit
Maybe one day I'll have a 'puter buying
Dell is a real hooter
Please remind me what I purchased when I bought the contract service
Seems to me I bought a hoax
When I have to beg and coax
If I'm wrong please do tell
Why did I buy a Dell one more month
And one more season why I wait
There is no reason I suppose if it takes much longer
My hair will be white
And so much longer I await
The day when Dell will say
We have your computer its on the way
By then Dell will say you have more money to pay
As the contract for service will have expired
If it can be done I'd like a computer
As I purchased one from Dell I think
But perhaps I am wrong What do you think?
Is it possible before i die
To have the computer I tried to buy
Or will it be as i say you only have to pay
And while we're at it will your delay
Extend the warranty for which i paid
We all can look
It'll make you nervous at the time it took
Under the contract term
And truly learn the term
24 hour at home service!
And while I wait for this engagement
Please give me a call from a member of management
I'd like to discuss
Or possibly cuss
You're total lack
Of attention to my contract.
I'll be at home this evening
And a call i'd expect receiving
To give me more cause
To show me more cause
As to why i should'nt be suing
I'll await your call
Which I really don't expect but I'll wait anyway
To prove your neglect
There's not much more to say
That hasn't been said
But the money i paid
Has made me to stay
Please let it be known
That any computer i own
Will not be a dell
Least I am in Hell
I leave you tonight
With my hat in my hand
I need some help quick
Like's been promised to me
Or in the court you i will see
Brie Carter
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Cut
To cut
Takes away my inner pain
To watch the blood flow
To me it is not blood
It is all the bad within
I have a loaf of bad feeling
Inside eating away at me
So when the razor
Slices a new cut
I know I can break
Free for a short while
Blood is red
It is precios to some
To me it is the bad
Flowing away
Do I have a desire to stop?
Yes, I do.
But for the moment I can't
Maybe one day I will
But as I feel
Everything is black
I have to
Get the bad out
Blood of me
Is red
But should be black
Some say I'm crazy
Maybe I am
In their opinion
In my opinion
I'm not
It don't make me
A bad person
It is just a temperary release
It's not a permanent release
Only the scars are for forever
But in time they fade...
Brie Carter
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Forgive
Forgive the sun who didn't shine
The sky had asked her in to dine.
Forgive the stars that heard your wish
The moon prepared their favorite dish.
Forgive the rain for it's attack
The clouds have tears they can't hold back.
Don't hate the birds because their free
Don't envy all the things they see
Don't block the wind but hear its cry
Or else that wind may pass you by
Forgive the storm it means no harm
Could not resist to show it's charm
Forgive the earth that never turns
Don't hate the sun because it burns
Life intends to not cause pain
The flowers bloom from all the rain
The storm will come and it will pass
The sun that shines, it grows the grass
The wind can not help but cry
The stars at night light up the sky.
Forgive the world in which we live
We'll all find peace if we forgive.
Brie Carter
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I Am
I am not a genious,
Nor am I an adult.
I am a child.
I was a child.
I am now a young lady;
A young lady that will soon blossom
Into a woman.
I am a person,
Not your pet.
I am a person that deserves
To be treated with respect
No matter what race, sex, or age.
I am your daughter;
Your daughter that wants to be heard;
Your daughter that has a dream
That nothing in the world,
Not even education can make come true...
If no one is there to believe;
If that dream is not heard.
I may be inteligent.
I may be talented
But I am not a genious,
Nor am I an adult
And for you to stand there
And treat me as if I am...
Breaks my heart,
Along with my dreams and goals
Inside of it.
So, before you make an expectation of me,
Remember
I am not a genious,
Nor am I an adult.
I am your daughter.
Now,
And forever.
Brie Carter
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