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Rough Times
Contributed by
lilsk8ergurl9
on
Friday, 15th August 2003 @ 06:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Sitting here wondering,
Why am I hear.
Plundering to the advantage,
Of yet I fear.
Knowing my life is over,
***** up once again.
Wishing I had a four leaf clover,
To see myself within.
Mise well not speak,
Have no life,
For its me you see.
I can't ever do anything right,
Everything will change.
I mise well recite,
Its like im in vain.
No more smiles,
No more laughs,
No more words,
To be broken in half.
Sittin here wondering,
Again why im here.
I seem to be a ***** up,
And that I fear.
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lilsk8ergurl9
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2003-08-15 06:25:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Rough Times
(User Rating: 1 ) by Mike_Nothing on
Friday, 12th September 2003 @ 10:06:24 PM AEST (User
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that was so raw. i kinda envy your style and how you make it flow so well. |
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