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Unanswered.
Contributed by
The_Unknown
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Sunday, 19th July 2009 @ 01:11:58 AM in AEST
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A story of a past not of my own
I ask then, who's?
But this is who I am
Who I have become
My memories don't match
Am I a monster?
Why do I
Do what I do?
It's a poison to the body
Yet to my soul it appears so divine
Why do you? Is my query
I am not conforming to their expectations
I am defying their cautious tones
Is that what they expected?
Perhaps a rebellion, maybe just my path
My tongue can not say
And my pen won't reveal
So I ask myself
But I can't figure why
Copyright ©
The_Unknown
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2009-07-19 01:11:58]
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Re: Unanswered.
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by emystar on
Sunday, 19th July 2009 @ 01:27:32 AM AEST
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I can only imagene but sounds like drugs.
good writing girl.
Again it's so good to see you home where you belong.
Luv ya buntches,
emy |
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Re: Unanswered.
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by razorbladekisses on
Sunday, 19th July 2009 @ 01:46:41 AM AEST
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I agree with emystar. It sounds like drugs. This is a good poem though. I hope you're doing good!
Glad to see another one of your writes.
-RBKisses. |
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