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spent hormones

Contributed by lostrelic on Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 03:24:38 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



searching for meaning for the emontions i hold
trying to express love when my hearts grown so cold
such an easy task when i was very young
life was to simple everything was fun

but now i know humilation along with regret
those are feelings you can never forget

man those were the times when emontions we new
all those raging hormones we couldnt help what we do
but now those feelings have come and all gone
i grew up past purberty and the hair has grown long

now i face a challange i feel i will fall
trying to show love while destroying my wall
this nervous tick as my nails chew away
pulling my mind oh what a day

sweating like bullets she comes sits beside
i fumble my words i wish i could hide
she looks at me strange and giggles away
my oh my this is not my day






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Re: spent hormones (User Rating: 1 )
by Mangos on Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 08:46:17 PM AEST
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not silly at all


nice job here


Re: spent hormones (User Rating: 1 )
by Lashing_Tongue on Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 11:58:33 PM AEST
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A little silly but not bad at all, in a shy sort of schoolboy way.

Best Wishes,

Jackie


Re: spent hormones (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Wednesday, 2nd November 2005 @ 05:31:47 PM AEST
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Reagan not silly at all. It's just emotions that you wished you could express to the girl you love. Sounds like someones in love.
*hugs*
Sue


Re: spent hormones (User Rating: 1 )
by brokenwings on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 04:17:19 AM AEST
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nice write




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