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life isnt fair
Contributed by
lostinmyself
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Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 12:47:19 PM in AEST
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what do you want me to do?
tell you why i still care?
hold you tight as you cry in my arms,
and promise you i'll always be there?
i wish i could help you,
be the person that you deserve,
were millions of miles away from each other,
but i still hurt when you hurt,
so why does this feeling dwell inside my heart?
its always the good ones that get it bad...
it doesnt seem fair...
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Re: life isnt fair
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by Kie on
Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 12:50:43 PM AEST
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| Sometimes it does feel like the good ones get it bad. Life isn't fair either. Lots of inner reflection and longing found in this poem. Well done.... Kie |
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Re: life isnt fair
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by blueheart on
Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 11:03:55 PM AEST
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| I've never thought that life was fair. Good poem. |
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Re: life isnt fair
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by Avarice_Riot on
Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 01:19:48 AM AEST
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| Yeah, it seems like the nice guys finish last....a lot....very expressive poem here, well done. |
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Re: life isnt fair
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by silent on
Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 01:19:14 PM AEST
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Unfortunately that's generally the way the world works, unseen tears hide in most peoples minds wishing for something better. Such fakeness is all around, most of us know this and still put up with the bull**** facade for to get what the world can give you material wise you basically have to, called being strong i suppose, i call it very sad. Reminds me of "Hi how are you today"?, What a moronic society we have become. Sorry that's me rambling on off the topic again, great poem, affected me deeply, can you tell ;) keep it up
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