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» Poem: Why write another poem?(love,hate,ect.)
Why write another poem?(love,hate,ect.)
written by Cut_Wrist_Risk
08:15 PM 3/24/05
Why write another poem?
It's just another one for you.
Another one you'll throw away and forget about it too.
Why write another love poem?
They all say the same thing.
I love you I miss you come back to me.
Why write another hate poem?
It's the same anger and vulgar.
Saying how much I hate you, now especially since you're with her.
Why write another suicide poem?
They all end the same way.
Someone crying out hoping not to live another day.
Why write another depressing poem?
About cutting and tears.
Someone trying to get over their past and conquer their fears.
Why write another funny poem?
It's all meaningless crap.
Smash your feelings down so you can get a good laugh?
Why write another poem?
If no one ever listens to a word you say.
Why write another poem, when they're all so predictable anyways.


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» Comments / Feedback
by (guest) (3-24-2005 - 08:19 PM)
good piont

by (guest) (3-24-2005 - 08:37 PM)
i agree and disagree....but great poem nonetheless!

by Spiffay (3-24-2005 - 08:41 PM)
great poem

by brokenxsmile (3-24-2005 - 10:09 PM)
awesome poem

by (guest) (3-25-2005 - 06:08 PM)
mary thinks its interesting

by Nug (4-15-2005 - 06:15 PM)
i love it. words can't describe.

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