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Created:
02/27 2007
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My Poems
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Life |
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Tears |
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your eyes. |
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untitled. |
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typically you. |
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Ain't it funny. |
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who would have thought. |
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it's hard. |
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untitled. |
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why. |
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slipping. |
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never thought. |
why.
Why is it
that everytime you read a person's deepest thoughts
they end up being dark,
hurting,
calling?
Is life really that bad?
Would you really rather be dead then have to deal with these pressures?
They're tests,
that's all,
to pick out the strongest of the lot
and forget about those who can't take it.


