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Contributed by
EmSal
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Tuesday, 31st December 2002 @ 07:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Sitting here all alone
Thinking about what you said
You're words cutting me to the bone
You're still messing with my head.
Why is it you don't want me to know?
Why do you keep stuff from me?
You keep me in a permanent low
Inside I'm yelling 'Let me be.'
You wouldn't understand
Emotions you don't show
You just demand
Things from me you know.
I'm nearly dead on the inside
You will not care
I don't really want to hide
But with you I have no air.
15 minutes til the end of class
You still haven't looked my way
My soul now is made of glass
Or a material that will fray.
When I'm upset
You do not care for me
When you're upset
I'm the first one you see.
When I'm crying
You aren't there
I know you're lying
I now know you don't care.
Copyright ©
EmSal
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2002-12-31 07:30:00]
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by DreamWeaver on
Tuesday, 31st December 2002 @ 06:43:01 PM AEST
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You should never say your poem isn't great ... this one is from your heart and it shows how deeply you were hurting. Great write!
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by Ilhar on
Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 03:50:14 PM AEST
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your words touched me deeply . Keep them coming i thought your poem was good
Sharon |
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