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81205 3-27-06
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Poems Torn into pieces
Nine years seem gone
I feel like shit
What the fuck happened
Crying forever
Much more then a river
I can't stand this shit
Why did this happen
I'm just sitting here
Crying all the time
Lost at this feeling
The pain far too much
The once butterflies in my stomach
Are not knifes in my bank
When I hear your voice
That's what I feel
My heart ripped out
Stepped on with spiked boots
Yeah right that'd be heaven
To this hell I feel from this abuse
Why the fuck did you do this to us!
Nick, this poem is pretty much my favorite.
It expresses so much emotion. Even if you think things are going bad, just hold your head up high, heavy heart.
I'm always here for you.
"Lost love, does true love accually exist. I honestly dont know anymore. Hard to change what I think, and this managed to change what I believe....happy endings must not exist."
Happy endings exist only if you were hard enough for that happy ending. Even when you crash and burn, you need to build back up from the ashes, like a Phoenix. And true love exists, where you are least likely to ever find it. It's one of those mysteries in life that some points pass you by.
Just remember, what I said before. I'm here, always will be, never have necessarily went away.