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I throw myself upon your will, Yet know you will not say The words that show me to myself And burn my heart away.
Alone I read, I dream, I like My music loud, I wait For something that will never come, I fault my faultless fate.
I do not like my friends, nor do I Think that they like me. Their words are hard, like jagged rocks, Their treacherous eyes like scree.
So little do I now expect, So little hope or fear, I draw a circle round myself And find my pleasure there.
I doubt you'll write this poem for me Since I so rarely get The things I set my heart upon, The things I might regret.
gothgirl added this comment 2008-07-07 23:27:38-05:00
wow this is really good:)
minimole added this comment 2008-07-06 16:25:21-05:00
love this it's really beautiful and me to I have been through this a fiar amount too
mizzy1219 added this comment 2008-07-06 10:43:32-05:00
Chea!! first haha got it here first...jwkz um i like it.x] been threw this a lot. x[
gothgirl added this comment 2008-07-07 23:27:38-05:00
wow this is really good:)
minimole added this comment 2008-07-06 16:25:21-05:00
love this it's really beautiful and me to I have been through this a fiar amount too
mizzy1219 added this comment 2008-07-06 10:43:32-05:00
Chea!! first haha got it here first...jwkz um i like it.x] been threw this a lot. x[