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 Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:03 am
It's not what you think,
It's what you know.
It's not who we are,
It's how we grow.
No body knows why we are,
It's more of a thoght - no matther how far.
In all honesty it doesn't matter,
Your opiniong or your heartache.
Everytihing is going to shatter,
You're going to die, for goodness sake.
Accept your fate,
It's yours alone.
There's no point ing hate,
Look into the light, there's a reason it's shone.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 5:54 pm
The typoes make my eyes bleed!! burning_eyes gonk (Only kidding, Miss Ashoken) ^^
It's very interesting. Thoughtful, perhaps. And it has quite a bit that the reader can connect with. 3nodding Once you get past those spelling errors... sweatdrop
It's a bit... basic, but poetic nonetheless. Not bad! Keep working on 'em. wink
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