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[aid] => mick
[title] => Why I Cry
[time] => 2006-06-18 15:48:02
[hometext] => Well I know. This poem is not great. In fact the formatting kinda sucks. But it has more of an emotional value to me. I just really needed to get it out of my system. Please don't bash it too hard >.< <3 Kar
[bodytext] => You were never here for me. You never cared. You left me here to rot. Though I suppose it's not your fault. Why do I cry? I never had you, I shouldn't miss you like I do. You never tucked me into bed, Or even watched me lay down my head. I need you, And I can't have you. I'm missing something deep inside me, A part of me I'll never feel. And I suppose that's my fault. Why do I cry? If I never had anything. I feel like I've lost something. Something I've never had. I lock this deep inside me. And hope it never comes out. I can't run away from it. It's always here. The feeling of emptiness. I need you and it scares me. And I guess that's your fault. Why do I cry? When everything wants to die. Happiness seems so far away. Something I can't hold onto. And I miss you. Though I've never had you. Though you never watched me grow. Into the mess I have become. Though you never saw my first step, Or heard my first word. I don't love you, I've never had the chance. I don't know you, For you were never around. And I guess.. This is why I cry. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 327 [topic] => 15 [informant] => Karlee14 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FathersDayPoems )
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