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Missing .
written by blackie-hawk08:01 PM 3/6/05Throwing sharp knifes at my memories,
Vague pictures of what used to be.
What used to be you,
Is what’s now missing.
Throwing sharp knifes at my parents,
My teachers, friends, and what-so-ever’s.
I no longer care,
My heart is now missing. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by bLoodXkitty (3-8-2005 - 12:58 AM)
| I feel the same way. Maybe we can fill each others hearts, please e mail me (kat_rudebor@yahoo.com) |
by AthiestAnarchist (3-9-2005 - 09:46 PM)
| I definatly know that feeling..good poem...I liked it. |
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