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3/5/2008
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No name poem
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I laugh, I cry and then wonder when I"m going to die. I try to keep the pain at bay and struggle to wake up another day. I wonder what it"s all for and fight to make it out the door. I just want to sleep and not face the world or maybe it would be easier to just be a girl. I ask for relief from this agony that I feel or wonder what is the big deal. Who made me this way, who is to blame. This is getting pretty dam lame. I ask if my writing makes any sense or is all of me just stupid and dense.. What does the world think of me and say as I pass by , "Gee what is up with that guy ?" As I close this poem I say this last piece.. When Will all of this chaos finally cease?? |
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