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MY POEM MAKE ME.
Contributed by
Butterflygirl40
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Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 07:25:04 AM in AEST
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Lifepoems
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You can shake me and break me.
I don't care what you do to me because I don't break that easy.
Call me what you want I don't care , 'cause that doesn't shake me up or break me.
You can't make me break.
So go ahead and try and see if you can.
There isn't anything you can do ... So Stop trying , and let's end this before someone else breaks.
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2006-01-17 07:25:04]
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Re: MY POEM MAKE ME.
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by enigma on
Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 08:40:29 AM AEST
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Hello, ButterflyGirl
...it is kind of disjointed, but that just adds energy to the message in an angry grammatical way...it works for me...
...life's too short to waste much time with people who want to break us...they are the ones with the problem...if they are approachable, I'll deal with them...but, if they aren't, I'm out'a here...
see ya later
ron...enigma |
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Re: MY POEM MAKE ME.
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 11:24:51 PM AEST
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| I read poems out loud, poems should always be read out loud, yours makes sense to me, because one should always try to do good things when around others so not to bring them down, injure them from getting into heaven. You are wise, to speak what you can, when you can, how you can, carefully to anyone about any subject, making sure it does not hurt others, true sometimes one can say even nice things, it depends on the other person, the receiver, who sometimes even though we do not mean it, can offend them, just do the best you can, love and that way, no one gets hurt. I love your style of writing, by the way, because you tell a story, and that is what writing is, a story, history of life.. Raquel Leah |
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