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My Life
By Tangent Ponderings
I was born a lonely child
And suffered from neglect
My father never even tried
To not raise a reject
I was formed into the one
That everyone will hate
All because he never tried
To him it was no debate
He worked all day and slept all night
He never had free time
To teach me how to win a fight
Or save up every dime
When I got older
I learned some stuff
How to hide my feelings
To make me look all tuff
Then one day he quit his job
We hoped on to a train
All the friendships I ever made
All went down the drain
Making friends fast
But leaving them faster
My life a mess
A giant disaster
After three years of hell
I jumped off the train
With a box full of numbers
And a whole lot of pain
So I now sit
With my memories past
And the rest of the world
Can just kiss my ass
So fuck the moment
I live for the day
Hopeing that you
Will come out to play…
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Copyright 2004 Bob the Mailman
Published on Monday, January 19, 2004.
Filed under:
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On Monday, January 19, 2004, Drifter
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wrote:
There is little i can say to the theme behind this. Knowing you in person, it makes it easier to know where these emotions lead. It was written well, and hopefully provided you with some clarity. Fuck your dad. He doesnt matter. Be yourself, even if
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On Monday, January 19, 2004, Drifter
(268) wrote:
he's a part of you. Shit happens, they call it life. This is one of those works that will matter later.
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A former member wrote:
this is an impressive yet amazingly sad piece.
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