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He wishes for her to be his.Rate this Poem
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The Mirror |
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Not Me |
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My Moment |
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To Be Yours |
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I love you, You love her |
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My Oxygen |
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The Tunnel I call Life |
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Time |
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Breath |
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Life is like a game |
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Aching wrists |
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On My Mind |
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Life is like a game
No one in life really gets what they want.
That’s just how it is.
A boy likes a girl,
He wishes for her to be his.
He asks her out,
Only to be shot down.
Because that girl hurts inside.
Because she wants another.
But that boy wants the popular girl,
But he knows,
Just knows in his heart…
That she will never be his.
The popular girl has every boy she could ever want.
But that’s just it.
She doesn’t want any of them.
All she wants is someone to want her for her.
Not for her body.
Not for a rep boost.
And not for her social standing.
But she can’t find that one boy.
So she settles.
Settles for the jerk.
The jerk that will abuse her, use her,
And pressure her into doing what he wants.
The truth is,
You just have to remember…
Life is like a game.
That no one wins or loses.
You just play on and on,
Never making it to the finish line.
Only wishing you could have made on more move,
Or done just a little bit better.
| On October 8th 2007 transgenic Said : | |
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This is awesome! |
| On October 7th 2007 comacozi101 Said : | |
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this is really awesome, i felt this way soooo many times.....nice |


