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ashamed
Contributed by
poetrygirl1
on
Saturday, 25th September 2010 @ 04:26:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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i look a myself and i wonder HOW?
how..do i not seem to care.
i ponder all the times WHY?
why..i am not crying all the time like everyone else.
i just wonder WHEN?
when.. will it start to hit me that i lost two that meant the most to me.
will it ever hit me...the TRUTH?
truth... why dont i cry ..when i think how my mother was sweept away from me before i got to know her.
well i guess thats what makes the world go around..MYSTERY?
msyterys like death or love...but hey thats what makes life fun...and horrible..so i guess you got to live with it..untill you get your ow mystery.
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