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Created:
10/07 2007
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Anger
My Poems
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It's only me |
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10
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Unending Dream |
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10
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Fear |
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18
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Gone |
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11
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Blind |
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12
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In the Past |
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9
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Time |
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12
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Good Bye |
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11
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Truth |
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9
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Darkness |
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Slipping |
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11
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Extinction! |
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Life |
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Does it end? |
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The Beginning |
School Dayz
We come here with are own choice,
but not always by are own voice.
Whatever happend to freedom of speech,
which all the teachers seemed to preech.
Having to put up with the shit they say,
and that immaturity is not the way.
After all these years it's never changed,
the way they treat us, like were caged.
We sit here everyday never saying a word,
even if we do it's never heard.
Putting up with shit we have to ingest,
saying with that like we are the pest.


