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Why is the question I always ask Why is what makes our lives last Why is there pain and sorrow in my life Why can I never stop staring at the knife Why are there questions that we can't answer Why does my life seem like a blurr Why can't I have the things that I want Why does life use these things and taunt Why is it so hard to leave this place Why can I never be erased Why do we apologize just to repeat it Why do we say that we can't take it Why did I feel so alone for all these years Why have I suffered so many tears Why did I assume that no one cared Why when right in front of me You were always there...

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Date: 11/3/2009 9:06:00 AM
Great poem, that seems to be the question of life! take a look at a poem of mine called When You. love Simone
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Date: 10/18/2009 11:26:00 AM
Someone always cares. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 10/18/2009 9:44:00 AM
Awsome poem Robert I lovez it! You can count on me being there for you 100%! You need it? I'll try my best to make it happen!
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