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Her
Contributed by
sodapopsuicide
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Saturday, 26th April 2003 @ 07:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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They're laughing at her again.
No, not with her.
AT her.
She's covering her face with her hands.
She's running now.
Fasterfasterfaster,
Through the hall,
Into a room.
An empty room.
At last she has escaped their torment.
What did she ever do to deserve this?
And no one ever notices those scars.
She covers them up with bandaids.
They would just laugh anyway,
She knows.
They would never understand.
She tries to uncover a happy time in her life,
Or some lost joyful memory,
But can't seem to unearth either.
She's trying to remember now,
When did life become so hard?
Her soul is desperate for acceptance,
But she's searched everywhere,
And has come up with nothing.
Nothing nothing nothing.
Not even in the comfort of her own home.
"I can't wait to get out of this place."
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Re: Her
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by Sexygirl on
Saturday, 26th April 2003 @ 11:22:38 AM AEST
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| This is so hurtful...why can't they see what they are doing to this person....You have captured the real moments here.....well done |
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Re: Her
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by Jaima on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 10:20:34 PM AEST
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| this poem is good but sad..i hate when ppl pick on people it really annoys me..they don't realise how much it hurts.. |
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