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dear friend
Contributed by
notbagheadx
on
Wednesday, 9th October 2002 @ 01:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Why do you do this to me dear friend?
Have I not been good to you?
Why do you forget I exist dear friend?
Did I not show you Im real from the things I do?
I have never lied to you dear friend
Yet you treat me like I am
Please tell me dear friend because I dont understand
Your only excuse, because Im a man
Your greatest insult to me, stereotyping me with them
Why dont you get it through your head?
Im not him
Last weekend was the last straw
The proof you appreciate nothing I do.
Self-centeredness is your worst trait
Other people see it, why dont you?
why did I stop killing myself
When you only drive me to want to do it more
Understand Im tired, understand Im sore
Im telling you dear friend only so much I can take
If it werent for the way you treat me our friendship would be great
I cant take it any more, dear friend
Something has got to end
Treat me better or you'll never talk to me again
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notbagheadx
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2002-10-09 13:20:00]
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Re: dear friend
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by Lia on
Wednesday, 9th October 2002 @ 01:56:55 PM AEST
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| it's hard when the friendship you give is unconditional and true..yet not returned. I have been there..it's hurts..like hell |
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Re: dear friend
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 9th October 2002 @ 03:42:26 PM AEST
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| From your previous writes I get that the person you are talking about has been hurt in some way before and has problems trusting and letting people in(Cruel Doppeldangers, or something like that). I also get that you have somewhat of the same issues (Sophomore Time Bomb). Give this person time to heal. Take time to heal yourself. Whether you live or die should not be based on your friends. (taking that the last line is talking about suicide from you talking about it in previous poems) That is a lot of pressure to put on someone. That is like saying like me or I am going to kill myself. That is a sucky place to be. You used a singular form, so it is one friend...There are tons of people out there open yourself up to others too, this friend may need time and space to heal. It may be two weeks, it may be two years. I hope and pray that things work out for the best. If you can't tell, I have been reading you a lot and enjoy most of your work. Nice write. |
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