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Why?
By Nightmare_Evil
All my life,
I've suffered mindlessly.
Always was a gulible girl.
Believed all the lies I was told,
Couldn't believe any one could ever hurt me.
Didn't live too bad a life.
I ignored all the pain and strife.
Didn't realize what was gone till to late.
And then something died in me.
I wanted to leave this world.
Humanity happened.
Intelligence sprouted.
Hated myself for being niave.
Happiness isn't real.
People hurt you.
They think it's fun.
The world is dirty.
And there is no love...
So what's the point anyway?
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Copyright 2003 Nightmare_Evil
Published on Friday, May 23, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Saturday, June 7, 2003, silent_screams
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wrote:
Chills, memories, tears. I love your work, it taps right into that spot in my soul my mind does it's best to block out.
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A former member wrote:
I like this a lot. Simple and very to the point... (Damn them all).
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