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i am young...
i am old...
i am loved...
i am told..
my hair is dark..
my hair is bright..
my hair is shining..
catching light.
dark eyes..
a sad heart...
i grew fast..
and feel apart.
lie to me says one...
don't cry to me says another..
i'm not your mother she yells..
i never loved you says a lover...
i grew up with families..
one after the other
so much family...
that says...i don't love her..
she's too different...
she's not mine..
i can't teach her...
I don't have the time!
easily i moved...
easily i was tossed...
useless i was told..
to the point i was lost...
no one knows...
the lives we have led...
no ones knows...
what we've made in our beds..
i'll tell you my secrets..
i'll tell you no lies..
but don't assume of me..
my rope has it's knots and ties.
you know...you'll read all about me on here...not a soul knows who i am...so i'll tell you a secret...i'll never lie...i'm always honest in this...i am more experienced in life then a person could assume. i am not so young as you might think...nor naive...neither am i so old as one could guess...i simply am me...i had no easy childhood...and my youth was spent teaching mySELf how to live...i still haven't figured a thing out...but. i am who i am.
hello's. support, opinions those i'll recieve
but don't you pass your judgement on me.
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Posted by Mighty on 2008-04-20 05:19:14 | Rating: | Views: 57
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We are all more than the naked eye sees. And to know who you are is figuring out more than a lot of people out there. Beautifil write, too.
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Posted by spiritualcoma
on 2008-04-20 10:59:50
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