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[aid] => mick
[title] => No More Use
[time] => 2005-07-17 23:39:20
[hometext] => i worte this when i was was in 8th grade. if i can get some feedback on this that'll be awesome.
[bodytext] => Anger growing from deep inside Can’t stop the madness around me Things can’t get better anymore Anger growing I can’t ignore I try to make things better for me But people kick me back to reality Call me crazy but I know There has to be a reason for me to be I am meant for something but what and why Tell me why I cannot die You call me things that might be true It makes me think about what I do Whether I should live or die You think it doesn’t bother me But your friends surround me They believe you and think it’s true And I think of suicide all because of you I question my life for many reasons I’m surprised I live throughout the seasons But I go on in this world of hate Hoping something will turn out great We believe all men are created equal And that life is a movie with a starring role for all the people But I am just an extra character Meant to walk trough the scene and be forgotten On the street as a forgotten soul Freezing to death on my concrete pillow Wet newspaper form the pouring rain Is the only thing that comforts me In this word of pain I read stories about lucky people How they survived falls and nasty experiences But my life crashed into many pieces Because of far too may reasons Greed, anger, pain, and love travel through our cities They hit us and give us thoughts about our lives Some thoughts are negative and some are positive Some are just there and cloud our minds But I realized life is a system A system of events to better the world I guess I just make people feel better about themselves [comments] => 1 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Chubs [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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