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Post by poemsofmyocean on Oct 15, 2011 14:11:18 GMT -5
Here's a poem I wrote, let me know what you think (warning, profanity):
Do you know what it’s like? Do you? No. You think you saved him? You think you saved his life? Well sweetie Grow the f**k up You weren’t there in your bed, Ready to cut open your skin To see where he’s been. You weren’t there in the dark While he called you and told you It's all over. You weren't shaking for months Terrified Of what you did and could have done. It’s not your fault they say They lie It is my fault And I know why Because either way He’s in me And If I let that piece die I’m history.
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Post by megasped on Jan 7, 2012 17:45:31 GMT -5
I digg it
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