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 Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 9:21 pm
While were sitting in a circle,
Comparing belly aches.
No one dares to confess
That it was their mistake.
And we give them sympathy,
But this is only fake.
Because we only want attention,
To cure our belly aches.
We trust in others words
To make us smile.
But the very though of you
tastes very vile.
Because you crave the attention
'Cos it makes it worthwhile
To live your pathetic life
Your so versatile
It's an ever changing sob story,
You so very disturbed
And how you love their eyes
It makes me so perturbed.
MINE. TIS COPYRIGHTED!!
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 10:12 am
O_o;; What did they eat?
*pats* It was a good poem. ^_^
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 9:07 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:39 pm
GOOD ONE !!!
My Eyes !!
I stare to the madness, i see just my pain,
it staring me back, drowning me in the sadness...
my tears flow, blinding me, just for vain,
for no reason, my mind falling to the emptiness...
i stare in the mirror, once again,
i see my eyes, i see mirrors of madness...
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 12:40 pm
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