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Let me in
Contributed by
breezyweezy
on
Sunday, 31st August 2008 @ 10:47:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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let me in with opens arms
tell me that u want me to stay
let me know that you want me here
i'll be whatever you want, or do what ever u say
i'd rob a bank
i could skip school
if not that, i could be a nerd
or act like a fool
i just want you to trust me
or at least say im your friend
let me in your secret life that no ones knows
so that i could be special to you
let me in
don't shut me out
that leaves me so broken hearted
because i don't know if i mean anything to you
you may say i am
but i dont beleive it
i'll only beleive you
wen you let me in
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breezyweezy
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2008-08-31 10:47:52] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Let me in
(User Rating: 1 ) by jenniferstein2006 on
Sunday, 31st August 2008 @ 12:49:43 PM AEST (User
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Re: Let me in
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 1st September 2008 @ 03:20:22 AM AEST (User
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Once upon a time a baker made some biscuits and called them poems. Unfortunately no matter what he called them they were still biscuits.
The word "you" is not spelled "u" . If you are going to write in English learn and understand the ENGLISH language. I don't care how young you are. The fact that you spelled "you" correctly a few times (which shows horrible inconsistency) tells me that you know how to spell the word.
The second stanza is about as apetizing as an uncooked plate of road kill after the buzzards and maggots have had their way.
Maybe one day you may become a poet, but you have to take some things to heart. Right now you are about as much of a poet as a garbage man is a political figure.
Road Kill!
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