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If poetry is wrong, I cannot be right
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If poetry is wrong, I cannot be right |
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courtney923 Junior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 43 |
Ripping my heart, beating in pain Where is yours, for you needed mine I should be used to, abuse of this kind Still it hurts, and I don't know why Attacked by the masses, for stating my mind If poetry is wrong, I cannot be right Is it my fault, my mind don't stop Shunned for nothing, you carry this role Should I bow, unto your prescence Maybe you despise me, for being this way Is that a reason, to destroy me I am human, it's hard to believe My heart cracks, just as easy My blood is red, and my tears still drain Does it really matter, I can't say |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I wonder why no one replied to this lovely, moving poem. Great work!!! Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
good stuff here, I like your edge and the way you express it.......... |
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