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Life poetry.
Contributed by
Butterflygirl40
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Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 03:08:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I am so tired of being sad.
What happened to me just makes me mad.
This is my life I live it everyday.
There's not a moment that I feel okay.
This is my life ,I hate to say i'm Never happy , I just feel the pain.
I'm so tired of feeling this away.
I wish some day,it will all go away.
you've all abandoned me,Where do your loyalties lie.
I thought we were close, but it was a lie, I have to say.
I hate my life .... Why is it this away.
I just don't know what to say.
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Butterflygirl40
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2006-01-15 03:08:27]
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Re: Life poetry.
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by Butterflygirl40 on
Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 11:50:41 AM AEST
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hey i dont see nothing wrong with this poem.
........................ I wrote it and i only got one vote............. well some one could at least comment me on it..............................^_^ pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. |
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Re: Life poetry.
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 10:52:00 AM AEST
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A ture treasure my friend honesty and deeply
heart felt made me sad but that's ok, it did
what it's suppose 2 do, make one feel . . .
Ben |
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Re: Life poetry.
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 11:37:16 PM AEST
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| say its life, and be thankful each day that you can get up out of bed, that is a great start. Thin line between being mad and sad.. know what I do at that moment, after a few cries, then I start to laugh and move on, I have a wonderful friend named Eddy Kent who can get me to laugh so hard when I felt nothing but crying my tears to an ocean.. but he knows how to get me back on track, find a good friend, one who will laugh with you. Raquel Leah |
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