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Taunting never stops
Contributed by
death_not_be_feared
on
Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 06:43:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Sitting,just sitting
Tears getting caught
In my hair as the wind
Blows so gently
Anger is all I ever feel
Nobody cares what I think
But why sould they,
Why should they give a crap
About me.It's not like im pretty
or smart.Always accusing me
Like im always guilty
Trying to stop the madness
In me from breaking out and
Killing myself like I have never
Had the nerve to do.Drugging
myself,to quiet.Stabbing myself to messy.
Everyone taunts me.
Behind my back
To my face saying
You're coward and you never
Should have been born.
Well I wish I wasnt
And forever will be taunted
For my undieing regret of being born.
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Re: Taunting never stops
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 4th October 2005 @ 04:40:26 PM AEST
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I am sorry. All I can say to this poem is.. sometimes we all feel that way, unloved, hurt, in pain... as if no one loves us... but you know what... love begins at home.. come home, love yourself first... and then, we will see that in you... the only two that knows about you, your real self is you, and the Lord.... call on him.. he made you... love, yourself, and Him, call on him...
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