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 Feb 7 2005, 04:37 PM
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 fell in love with a boy  Group: Member Posts: 523 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,965  |
When you hurt me finally
I won’t do anything But don’t take me for granted While you have, this, my trust. I’m just sad right now; it’s all this. I’ll probably be better in the morning Maybe I’ll just write a story. I knew a girl who was afraid to know herself. Wasted all her time Left her mind forgotten on a shelf I’d ask her “Please, would you stop begging?” Face stuck in a corner was her usual setting To her, it almost felt like a home. “Where do you go when ‘home’ is a shameful place to be?” With her hair hiding her face, she questioned me. She felt like such a big disgrace In a place of sanctuary You don’t have to feel alone. A corner doesn’t have to be a home. You’ve let your face become a stone Smile, child. Please just trust some somebody. |
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Feb 7 2005, 05:09 PM
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 This bitch better work! Group: Staff Alumni Posts: 13,681 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 28,095 |
how old are you? it seems like it was written by someone that is older! (i mean that in a good way!
 )it is really good. alot of emotion. 
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Feb 7 2005, 05:22 PM
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fell in love with a boy Group: Member Posts: 523 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,965 |
yeah.. um.. I'm 16.
tons of people are beyong their ages these days, I've noticed. |
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Feb 8 2005, 03:15 PM
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sounds great. i really like the last stanza/verse. the concept behind it is wonderful too. good writing.
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