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Difference
Contributed by
badboyzlover
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Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 05:41:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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All day long I walk the halls
I get so mad when the kids make fun of me
When I get home all I do is fight with my mom
Sometimes I just hate her,andsometimes i dont
My life comes all together when I'm with him
My life is the best when I sit and laugh with my best friend
He makes so happy my bestfriend and him
They dont know how much of a difference they make in my life
I love them dear they just dont know it
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Re: Difference
(User Rating: 1 ) by morelikelyrics on
Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 06:01:44 PM AEST (User
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Picturesque feelings arent they?
So many differences, yet so many similarities...
Good job expressing the emotions,
I liked this one, brought back a few memories...
(Just wondering, would this be your first write?)
~let life be your lyrical song, everyday's the words, every year is a verse, because in the end, there is no 'repeat'~
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Re: Difference
(User Rating: 1 ) by a_bear on
Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 07:26:00 PM AEST (User
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I had a best friend, her name was Diane. We shared many a secret..she made a lot of difference in my life but I never had the chance to let her know..wish I had. Wish I hadn't fought so much with my mom too..your poem reminds me of all that. good job. gave me lots to think about. Too late for me...not too late for you though.
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