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Post by Elisha on Apr 21, 2003 0:53:55 GMT -5
Optimistic till I die You'll find a way to make me cry Only point of waking is simply just to sleep. Say I'm just a stupid girl Locked inside the big bad world The rabbit hole I've fallen in is suddenly too deep. Spinning faster by myself Throw away my mental health I'm breathing and I'm living in someone elses dream. You can't know what this means to me Fought so long to finally see Use the only thing that's left, another dried up scream.
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Post by Maryann22 on May 6, 2003 23:52:50 GMT -5
this poem is good but not as good as some of the other ones that I have read of yours. Maryann22
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Post by Elisha on May 8, 2003 9:32:19 GMT -5
I agree, it's not one of my best. It's one of the oldest ones I have, I think I wrote it when I was twelve or so. I was in the sixth grade so it was either twelve or thirteen I entered it into a contest for school and it didn't win but the tacher liked it.
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