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*+Used and Unwanted+*
written by Open_Until_4Am11:19 PM 12/1/04Used and Unwanted, yeah that's me!
Poeple feed my soul the fuel to go on and write it all.
Sorrow, Pain, and just plain Unhappieness.
Never in a million years would I want to end all of this.
I know what your thinking, Am I joking with you?
Well, to tell the god damn truth I am!
For everything I write it only brings back more bad memories.
I never fall a sleep at night.
Only because my eyes are scarded of what comes tomorrow.
For when I read the great Poe and his work I know.
Works of art come out of pain and loses in life.
To bad he learned that after he died!
To be noticed I have to scream!
To be seen I have to be crazy!
To just cry I have to think?
Why does everyone like to hurt me?
Friendships are better kept if no on talks at all.
Who really cares if I fall from this earth tomorrow, but me?
For take what you can..
Get what you need..
Leave me with what I never had.
That way I can be happy! |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Life is bullshit! When I die, I hope you all will remember me!
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