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Crying on a shoulder, that's not really there,
It's just plain old thin air.
Thinking about the last time I was really happy.
Which seems like forever ago.
No one understands, and never will.
Pain is as sharp as a porcupine quill.
But I'm here with a fragile heart,
I put it in someone's hands,
They crush it with a twitch of a finger.
I pick up the pieces and take it back,
Never give any slack.
Wish someone were here to help...
But you know what?
My life is like crap.
- by X_Mahlyenki_Dyavol_X |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/04/2008 |
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- Title: Depression hurts...
- Artist: X_Mahlyenki_Dyavol_X
- Description: I just made this poem while I was crying my eyes out because I just realized how messed up my life is.
- Date: 12/04/2008
- Tags: depression hurts
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Strange Rage - 07/28/2009
- ...well, there is some phrasing that needs to be fixed, but it is not bad and there is potential.
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- Winter Stormyz - 12/27/2008
- Nice Poem..5/5
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- ll E-moo ll - 12/23/2008
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jazmine your so smart how do you no my life so well
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- shockcollar - 12/04/2008
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life is only what you make of it
but still a decent poem 4/5 - Report As Spam
- stephanie_luvs - 12/04/2008
- How i feel a lot. I liked it very good. 5/5
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