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[title] => Living In The Real World
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[bodytext] => I’m feeling really lonely, so I thought I’d write this poem. I’ve never felt so empty, so confused, and all alone. I said I wouldn’t think of them. The friends I use to have. In the end they let me down, and left me feeling sad. Even though there was a point, they gave to me some joy. Soon enough they walked away, abandoned there new toy. I guess I have a neon sign that sits atop my head. It reads that I’m a loser who can’t find a trusting friend. Romance, love, is even worse. It leaves an ache inside. I gave my heart just once in life. A foolish girl was I. He seemed the perfect prince for me. So noble and so strong. In my life I can not say I’ve ever been more wrong. The outer shell was all I seen. The inside was a mess. Though maybe I am just as bad. I am, I must confess. I have to put away these books where happy endings live. I have to grow up. Now’s the time. I can’t remain a kid. Maybe if I read some books where things don’t turn out well. Maybe I’d be less surprised when good things turn to hell. Romeo and Juliet, a book I never liked. There happy ending wasn’t there. I cast the book aside. Maybe though, I should read books where things don’t turn out great. Maybe now’s the time to start. I hope I’m not to late. And though I know I shouldn’t read these fairytales no more. Why than do I feel so lost, as I now close this door? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 120 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Nevilleconnie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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