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(Do not enclose title in quotes

Contributed by FatBoy3000 on Sunday, 3rd December 2006 @ 03:32:15 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

I shall always be as I was made.
Both eager and without caring why or what.
Who prays for effortless greatness
And who wants what they know not.
My mind, more fragile than I'd wish,
My judgement more clouded than i'd hoped.
My self esteem, a friend and foe
And a life lived pittifully and bearly coped.

I have no reason to hate what I am.
No reason to hate at all.
But still I do with my head held low
A fool who likes to fall.
Everything is poetic and true,
Everything is false and dead.
I wish to end it all for no reason
But the ones I keep in my head.

So heres to sitting quietly,
In self reflection, in self loathing.
I have many friends i wore so well
Like the most fashionable of clothing.
For I shall not regret what I am to do,
I hope it to be my own 7th Symphony.
A masterpiece of life loved wrongly.
The epitome of much wanted sympathy.

Copyright © FatBoy3000 ... [ 2006-12-03 15:32:15]
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Re: (Do not enclose title in quotes (User Rating: 1 )
by MisfitMe on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 03:52:15 PM AEST
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I unfortunately have dealt w/ this type also...It saddens me when I find, on my way to trying to make things right, that, well, er, um... some people don't want to have things made better, but rather do they want to pull the blanket of their drama that much closer round them...Anyways, great job! And if not already apparent...very relatable, lol

BigLoveMuchPeace
~Misfitme

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