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Contributed by
Nate
on
Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 01:20:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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my eyes burn,
the crease will never release,
or earn,
respect, being a man, its not looked upon as bad to cry,
but tears filled with problems often clears my mind,
but you will never see,
with this being me,
the man of the house,
and role model for three,
i was,
born into poverty,
probobly never get all the monopoly,
but it cant bother me,
trying to be fatherly,
(but your only uncle nathan, what?)
i am more then your uncle,
i am a passionate actor,
disturbed poet,
acting out the parts you know,
its,
never too late,
to open your heart and grow,
but im,
stubborn,
inconsiderate,
partial illiterate,
with tourrette,
consider it,
you know you see me bite my lip,
thats a sign of,
insecurity,
let me know when your threw with me,
so i can pick up pieces,
for the next to tear down,
im pessimistic,
creative,
with every mind to say it,
i acknowledge that im angry,
but its only at myself,
you will always have my love,
even when im pushed off,
i may hate you beyond reason,
but i love you cause im soft,
im,
sensitive,
with a rugged side,
evil,
with a halo, (sigh)
im hurt,
but so happy,
i will never be sappy,
or whiney,
cept with ink,
but fears cloud my mind,
im on cloud nine,
and i should try to think. . .
Copyright ©
Nate
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2004-10-21 01:20:19]
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