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11-25-2001, 07:13 PM
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Poem...
Do you remember when
We weren’t friends When you’d talk, I’d look away. But when you’d talk To your friends You couldn’t hear me Listening. Remember the day Through AIM You told me that Earning my friendship Was a challenge. You told me The biggest risk Is not taking one At all. I got mad Because you said that. But inside, Filled with joy. Someone so nice To befriend me. To introduce me To myself. Then the day I invited you Over to my house To hang out with my friends. Do you remember All those days? Those fun times Of innocence. It was then That you liked me. And your friend Liked that other guy. I remember getting close. On the couch During movies. The world turns I go out With your friend. You go out With that other guy. I had fun. I enjoyed it. You had a good time. You dumped him, But you two were still friends. I thought I liked her. I thought I needed her. Then the dance came. I fucked up. No more her. No more me. For the time being… I felt dead. Our whole friendship. Our little clique. All broken. Turned to shit. You told me The biggest risk Was not taking one At all. Now I’m left All alone. Left to die On my own. What can I do To make this up? Fix this problem... What the fuck… You told me The greatest risk Was not taking one At all. All of you You still hang out. I’m just left… The odd man out… All alone I write this poem. Stranded, branded By my actions. If I could wish Upon a star… I would wish For you to be here. Comfort me. Hold me. Tell me that I matter. I was then. I am now. Two different people In your mind. Just let me tell you People change. I have changed, For worse or better, I don’t know. I’m more friendly More welcoming, Not harsh and mean And ignorant. But you liked That old person The one that Looked like me. Can you try As a challenge To be friends with…. What would I call it… This new me?
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#3
11-25-2001, 07:18 PM
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awww, now I feel all sad! Hope whoever it is reads your poem and it all sorts itself out for you.
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#4
11-25-2001, 07:44 PM
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Aww
Thats a really nice poem...sucks its a true story though
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11-25-2001, 09:04 PM
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Holy crap that's good....my poems always end up being horrible.
Hope you work it out bud!
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11-26-2001, 01:46 AM
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hey there buddy, you sure know how to write down what you feel...I truly hope that everything works out for the best....keep me updated....okay....
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11-26-2001, 03:05 PM
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we liked eachother, then were friends, then i went out with her friend, messed up when i was dancing with another girl, and her friend dumped me. she told me i'm a different person from the first time she saw me.
now we're pretty much all good.
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11-26-2001, 03:13 PM
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Quote:
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