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CSwtThng
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0 posted 2000-05-19 12:04 PM


                      Cold Rain

She never was quite like them
She never quite fit in
She thought there was no way
To put her sadness to an end

They would laugh and whisper
Whenever she walked by
She acted like she didn't care
Even though she wanted to cry

She tried to be strong
And hold her head up high
It was just so hard
She just wanted to die

She never understood
Why they hated her so
She wanted to run away
But she had nowhere to go

If they only knew
About all of her pain
Maybe they'd be nicer
And she could leave this cold rain

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netswan
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1 posted 2000-05-19 12:07 PM


Oh, CS so sad -- reminds me once of a lesson
learned in life about my ex when he was young. He hated it when he walked by a crowd
and hear a titter of laughter.  He told his
friend and his friends said, "Say, what
makes you feel so important that people will
stop what they are doing, just to stop and laugh at you?"

Beautiful poem --

netswan

insect
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since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014

2 posted 2000-05-19 12:34 PM


Love your title

People can be cruel!
This poem reminds me of someone back
in high school. I felt so sorry for them.

Marge Tindal
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3 posted 2000-05-19 12:39 PM


SweetThing~
These feelings are usually short-lived
but painful nonetheless.
A clear self-image is the only thing that keeps them from hurting you.

You've expressed the cruelty of others very vividly here .. and of course the pain of one who feels taunted by being on the outside of the 'loop'.
But who'd want to be part of a loop that would hurt someone's feelings anyway ?
*HUGS*
~*Marge*~


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