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Contributed by
lisa99460
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Thursday, 30th June 2005 @ 05:26:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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What is this hurt
when you’re too torn to think
and too weak to write
What is this pain
when you’re too distraught to distinguish
and too confused to care
What is this emptiness
when you’re too apathetic to apologize
and too exhausted to explain
Why has this become a way of life?
Why do I feel like this?
This is wasted writing because at this moment
words cannot even begin to tell the tale of
the hurt, the pain and the emptiness.
Copyright ©
lisa99460
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2005-06-30 17:26:27] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: blank.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 1st July 2005 @ 12:23:19 PM AEST (User
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To really unstand this you need to have been through the pain and tears good writing i can relate |
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Re: blank.
(User Rating: 1 ) by BEE on
Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 11:24:52 PM AEST (User
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Very strong but yes!! you would have to be there to understand but i have been through equal good poem man |
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