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2/18/2005 12:50:15 AM
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I wrote an emo poem.
Enjoy:
Woe is me,
Blood,
Darkness,
Void,
The blood of my heart,
Is like darkness,
The darkness of death,
Is like my makeup.
Blood is like a rose,
A heart, torn on a thread,
Of yarn, from which
My heart has broken.
Woe, eternal love monkey
Death,
Darkness,
Woe,
Woe,
Woe,
Woe x 5,
End.
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to be honest though, the jerk guy is kinda right. why should kids feel all sorry for themselves when they live in the best country in the world (next to canada) people in africa are starving, and you dont see them killing themselvs. although they have a right to complain. there is no real reason to be depressed. maybe a girl dumped you, or your stressed out, but it passess, and soon youll forget about it. be like me, im always happy , even when im sad...... make a joke about everything. "smile you son of a -blam!-!!!" :D ---- johnny the homicidal maniac
