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Rebelious Member
since 2001-05-27
Posts 57Kansas, USA |
I’m sick of the hurt. I’m sick of the pain. I’m sick of the drama. I’m going frickin insane. I found out something helpful though, It’s how to forget the heartache. Flood my thoughts with anger, And finish all the crap I take. I’m throwing down my shield, And goin on the offensive. No more Mr. Nice guy. No more wussy as Mr. Sensitive. I’m grabbing the easiest piece of as, And getting what I need. No more heartache, Just a man whose gonna succeed. Woman always say…. “Oh that’s a typical male.” But they speak out of ignorance, And they’ll soon see I’ll never fail. I know my words are cruel, And my motives are taboo, But believe at one time, I had feelings too. |
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Dragon Mistress Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 289Washington, USA. |
Oh Wow...I like this. I like this a lot. Although I must disagree with it. The whole "No more Mr. Nice Guy". *shrugs* Its a great piece none the less! Hope to read more from you!! ~*~I'm only a dreamer, with broken dreams, and only words to fall back on~*~ |
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