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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion 
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I...HATE...me... For not doing what I should, Be there with you if I could. I...HATE...me... Not calling when I could, Die to hear your sweet voice I would. I...HATE...me... You're my everything, Let you down I feel a great sting. I...HATE...me... For being so dumb, All my feelings so numb. I...HATE...me... I...HATE...ME... Can you hear my cries, can you hear my pleads, will you watch me burn...or would you bleed for me? |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I know this feeling very well. Awesome poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Everyone makes mistakes...the trick is to learn from them, to forgive them, and to love them still...if she really cares she will forgive you |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
Being hard on ones self seems to be a specialty of the human animal. True, if she cares for you, you'll get a second,,,or need be third , chance,,, No body perfect Strong write Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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