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 Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:01 pm
Here's a poem I wrote a while back. I don't remember the exact date though.
I'll find some more of my stuff and post it. But for now, this is my only one.
I don't have a title for it yet. I just couldn't think of a name that suited it. So for now, its un-named.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 11:02 pm
I have the same poem in my journal. And also its in the arena.
Feel free to comment or rate or something. Here are the links.
Journal and Arena U nearthing the past
I would like to dig in my backyard
A nd discover the friends whom I've abandoned
T ogether, their hearts I've unhandedW herever I've buried my friendship, I don't know
B ut I'll keep digging, even through snow
I n darkness I've been hiding
W ithout them I've been dyingB ut once I find it, we'll be united again
A nd I'll live within as their friend. . .
F orever
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 6:19 pm
Like HimJournal and Arena You son of a b***hI wish I was like youU ncaring and cruelI nstead, my heart is like coalC onstantly burning, destroying my soulYou sodding whoreY ou were my leap of faithI nstead, you disregarded in hasteI can't see you, I hate your faceM y mouth is left with a gruesome tasteYou horny b*****dA nd now I see where your priorities areY ou left me wounded with a scarN ever again, with me, will you tryI could end my life, I wanna dieB ut I won't hurt my friends, I can't die with that sinB ecause then . . . . I really would be just like him.
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