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[aid] => Mick
[title] => tragedies of being a junior high school student in the US
[time] => 2003-01-28 04:40:00
[hometext] => its just a tragedy...
wait, does that mean my life is a tragedy? ooh great. [bodytext] => ****************************** fourteen lonely years teased by all the boys about her reputation she didn't invent it i guess we all mess with the wrong people sometimes everyone she has loved just leaves and she is left holding on to empty air sometimes she gets her self upright and can stand and hold on a little but her pride just flies back out her window summer is so great but then again, so is love and happiness and freedom and she can't taste those either on the tip of her tongue is one bitter word: lonliness dare not to speak it she will start to cry and fades away, disintegrates from her tears don't show her something pretty cause she will be afraid she can't measure up all she needs is your arms to hold her in until she can stand on her own again a day in the life takes a toll on her spirit and when the sun goes down the emotions come out she needs the sun to come up and say that here is a new day, to change the bad and when it doesn't change there is still that small chance tomorrow may be different so she keeps sticking to her dream as it slowly fades they say if you die in your dream you die for real and the nights she dreams of drug lords shooting up the room she wakes and just needs someone safe but she is alone in a cold, dark, steel room maybe she has died by now i don't know where she is no forwarding address when she moved but wherever she went, i hope she found what she was looking for out of life lord knows i couldn't give it * [comments] => 3 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 8 [informant] => dantoad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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