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Published: 2004-06-23 23:40:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 97; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 16
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Peace, love, empathyWe're rejects of society
No one cares what we say
So does it matter anyways?
I'm not the artist I want to be
No one ever listens to me
I hate myself, I want to die
Doesn't it want to make you cry?
Their souls are dead
Time moves on
We will fade away
By the crack of dawn.
Ever since I opened my eyes
And saw those darkened skies
People don't stop staring at me
Why do I bother trying to see?
But I have you friends to help me through
Bruised emotions, Black and blue
Even though we'll split up next year
We'll all be there to help eachother through our fears.
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Comments: 8
Kanjiofthewind [2006-02-18 03:09:18 +0000 UTC]
deep, dark, truthful, beautiful. I'm so sorry for your loss at a great friend.
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b-phat [2005-08-02 09:58:24 +0000 UTC]
"I hate myself, I want to die" reminded me of "I Hate Myself And Want To Die" by Nirvana and "Peace, love, empathy" is how Kurt signed off his suicide letter.
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ShizukaAme In reply to b-phat [2005-08-02 02:50:24 +0000 UTC]
wait... what're ya talkin bout?
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StephanieDarkmoon [2005-06-18 23:27:36 +0000 UTC]
That's a wonderful poem, and it's very sweet. It's just beautiful.
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ShizukaAme In reply to StephanieDarkmoon [2005-06-19 04:00:09 +0000 UTC]
thanks... I think I could make this poem alot better now that I've advanced so much in my writing, but why kill a good thing?
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StephanieDarkmoon In reply to ShizukaAme [2005-06-19 04:19:11 +0000 UTC]
You could always post a second version. I tend to do that with drawings. I have one of two dragons I've done three times, and I've posted all three times in my gallery (I think I have anyway). Least, that's how I do it. I'm not a poet like my Mom, but do whatever you want to with it.
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Monch [2004-06-23 23:56:03 +0000 UTC]
Nice piece. I love it.
Let's here it for the "Rejects"!
When I look at all the "normal" people, I'm so happy I'm a Reject, I could cry.
Rejects are individuals, not afraid to walk their own path's, the one's who do not follow the crowd.
Because of our individualality, we couldn't fit in if we tried... but why try?
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