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All the things that pass us threw In and out it turns the way u didnt want it to You sit trembling on what to say Its to late its time to comtemplate All the times we had and now in my heart Walking away from all this trouble Its all one big bubble you burst u feel cursed Something is wrong u get out that bong You want it all to go away its all i ever say It never ends some things dont mend and wont pretend Ill always think of things u said to me Its all in my mind u see I write down my thoughts to get it all out no doubt Anger building up Its all out of line its just a sign nows never the time Its like an unsolved crime When is the time to shine Throw out everything u got Connecting those dots Something noone will ever figure out Makes me wanna pout Theres just to much trouble Notice how much you love the person u fought with You thought your mom would of taught u this But its all to much trouble

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/22/2010 8:23:00 AM
this is a great write and a great way to get those thoughts and feelings out i really enjoyed reading this piece of you today!=)Jo
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Date: 2/5/2010 7:34:00 AM
Great write ... I like the act of a poem as a purge, it makes you crystal clear as dawn. One love
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