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 Aug 24 2004, 03:38 PM
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 and they say imitation is flattering  Group: Member Posts: 1,337 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 27,269  |
A poem I wrote last night..
Her body stained with marks And her mind stained with fear She'll never make him leave She will always keep him near Strange what they call love these days A punch in the stomach, a slap on the face As long as he says sorry when he's done She "loves" him... he's the one Blinded by her loneliness Ignorant to her life He'll continue on with his loathesome ways And ignore her painful cries |
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Aug 24 2004, 03:53 PM
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 i'm lala. girly girl. Group: Member Posts: 1,531 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 31,888 |
oooooo deep thoughts...i enjoyed that...what's the reason you wrote it for?? something happened? for you to write this?? but i like that...i really do!
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Aug 24 2004, 04:18 PM
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and they say imitation is flattering Group: Member Posts: 1,337 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 27,269 |
I'm not sure exactly why I wrote it. I just wanted to write something with more meaning than the crap I usually write...
It's probably one of the only poems I've written that I actually like... Thanks for commenting, I was starting to think no one would ever say anything :P |
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Aug 24 2004, 05:52 PM
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 who again? Group: Member Posts: 555 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 31,458 |
dont go suicide on my baby! i need you here!
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Aug 24 2004, 05:54 PM
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and they say imitation is flattering Group: Member Posts: 1,337 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 27,269 |
I'm not suicidal >.<
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