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poem
Contributed by
crazy
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Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 04:05:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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hiding inside myself
trying,fighting to stay alive
without hope or cause
I go on
struggling to stay afloat
i gasp and scream
for someone to haer me
locked in a lost fight
i try to break free
from feelings
that are boiling inside
waiting to explode open one's
reasons for feeling this way
i look into a daze
i see my face cold and blue
so peaceful and true
to the way i wish to become
reasons my own
you want to know what goes on
inside my mine
normal people would go insane
from my meir thoughts and wishes
i sit up at night and wonder why
i have to hide my emotions of pain
to cry out for help is but a wakness
to caring to do it again
the ones around me not strong enough
i sit and cry inside
for the ones surrounding me have
no clue of what i live inside of myself
everyday
straight hate and such passion for the world
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2006-10-29 16:05:13]
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Re: poem
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by wizard on
Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 05:37:25 PM AEST
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nice post,
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Re: poem
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by vikingbrokk on
Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 07:55:13 PM AEST
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| i feel that way everyday too. |
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Re: poem
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by romance_pyro on
Monday, 6th November 2006 @ 06:48:43 AM AEST
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| Living two lives can be hard but is there a point. We must conform to society or be outcast and criminals. Just because we are different from the world does that make us bad. You must decide who you are, Who you wanna be, And what you will become when you try to mix the two. You will only know when you become her but live cause you only live once. Good write feel the same way but i finally found my demon inside and i like him. |
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