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Contributed by pickles99 on Saturday, 12th October 2002 @ 03:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Why can’t you admit your wrong?
Why’d you have to lie?
You blamed someone who couldn’t state his side of the story
And why couldn’t he?
Because you ended his life

Now why did you do that?
Why weren’t you paying attention?
I guess we’ll never know
Because to you, you didn’t do anything wrong
But you did, why can’t you see it?

Why can’t you admit that you were wrong?
You changed my life FOREVER and altered 3 others
That’s not including the friends and family
And your mom, has the nerve to pray and cry for you
At least you’re still here and alive for her to do that
She’ll see you again, whether it’s behind bars or not
The other mother doesn’t have that choice
She has to go to a graveyard to see her son
She’s not even seeing her son when she goes there
She sees something that represents her son
A stone, with his name on it

And meanwhile your still blaming the others

Why can’t you admit that you were wrong?
You would have probably been let off the hook
Even though that’s pretty much what’s happening now

I’m struggling every day, mentally and physically
As you walk free and painless
But you still can’t admit that you were wrong

Go ahead and be a coward
You’re the one that has to live with taking someone’s life
And saying it was his fault

Copyright Â© pickles99 ... [ 2002-10-12 15:30:00]
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Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by InexactExactness on Monday, 14th October 2002 @ 08:01:30 AM AEST
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one word: WOW...very very emotional. i hope this didn't happen for real and if it did i'm sorry. i hope that when people read this they'll think twice about blaming others.

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