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» Poem: Progressed
Progressed
written by Trapezium
07:03 PM 9/29/04
I remember when I used to sit at home,
Play the playstation with my freinds,
I used to have so much happiness,
Who would of thought it ends?

I remember growing up,
And people drifting away,
Suddenly we were doing SATs,
No-one wanted to play.

Then we were in high school,
They said I'd meet new people that I'd like,
How wrong could they be?
It took me 2 years to get one that's right.

All I feel now is depression,
All the happiness died when I was growing,
Happy days soon turned to hate,
An enthusiastic little boy found his moods slowing.

But now it's getting this tiny bit better,
Because now I've found someone,
Baby say you love me baby say it please,
'Cause I'm getting to the point I'll use this gun.


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