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A Wounded Heart
By Munkey
My existance is depressing
always hurting never resting
The pain is the kind to make you sigh
never out but on the inside
It always burn and never stops
it swirls around just like a top
It hurts to see
It hurts to be
I just wish to live
to love and to give
But no-one will let me
It hurts just to be me
My dreams are full of hope
but they all think that I'm just a dope
No-one will let me
It hurts just to be me
I know there are others
That feel just as I do
but no-one will talk to me
It hurt's just to be me
Why can't I be normal
and have lot's of friends
If this continues
it will be a means to an end
IT HURTS JUST TO BE ME!!!
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Copyright 2004 Chance
Published on Friday, August 13, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "A Wounded Heart"
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A former member wrote:
Very deep, my friend. Very deep... I think a lot of people would find this poem similar to their daily lives. Truly dazzling.
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On Saturday, September 11, 2004, Dayer
(162)
wrote:
wow :(
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On Friday, September 10, 2004, darkangelXlll
(108) wrote:
ohhh sweety your so nice and just sweet that anyone will fell hurt after reading this you put your heart into your works and its amazin. ~darlin :)
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A former member wrote:
Hey Munkey! You ain't no dope! Your poem here? It's good. All those stupid dopes who think you are a dope ought to be 'doped up!' Fuck 'em. ~Shane~
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