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Mental Destruction
Contributed by
Paul
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Thursday, 17th April 2003 @ 09:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Where are you Mom?
Im here with dad,
I barely remember you,
And the good times we had,
Maybe I just cant recall the good,
I just remember the time your were mad,
Ive never understood,
The time you lied,
About the alcohol you had,
Or the time you broke the hanger over my head,
There were so many shitty things you did,
I didnt deserve to be hit,
I was only a kid,
I didnt know then,
What I do now,
And it makes me wonder,
If maybe somehow,
I could have changed things,
But I still wouldnt know how,
Now to hear your voice makes me angry,
You showed me how people can deceive,
Said you hated me,
And told me to leave,
Now you want me back,
But theres something you lack,
You see I have a heart,
And from it,
Your lies tore a part,
You didnt do it on purpose,
But you gave me an introduction,
To this wonderful world,
With all of its mental destruction,
Its sad to know now,
But Ill find out how to fix it,
Somehow.
Copyright ©
Paul
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2003-04-17 09:35:00]
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Re: Mental Destruction
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by shelby on
Thursday, 17th April 2003 @ 12:22:48 PM AEST
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this is so sad. Your heartfelt emotions flow through the words of this poem. Well written. Hugs for you.
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Re: Mental Destruction
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by Paul on
Wednesday, 23rd April 2003 @ 11:11:43 AM AEST
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| Thanks for the hugs, I'm really ok though. Sometimes I just can't help thinking about the past though. Writing poems is kind of a way to let others know that if they feel this way too, their not alone. later |
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