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Nov 27, 2004 23:06

Guess what?! i have not only one. but two new poems to share with you. o well here it goes

Looking back at memmories
of blood stained shirts and sharp metal toys.
A nice glide of verticle.
The nights of pain
and stolen dreams.
Those senseless kisses
and huggs of lies.
The selfish tears
and overrated apologies.
Beauty bleeds too...That hoax of ( Read more... )

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anonymous November 28 2004, 21:44:07 UTC
youve never had your heart broken before.

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anonymous November 28 2004, 21:48:07 UTC
so shut the fuck up. stop wishing you were emo or something just because you want to be some big hot shot or something where people feel bad for you. how about you write a poem about something youve actually exierece. this cutting shit and your "broken heart" bullshit

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_xlovefailsx_ November 28 2004, 22:20:49 UTC
um..please go choke and die if you seriously want to say mean things to brittni or anything about her first please state your name instead of being a queer and second please expect that you're going to be yelled at..don't go writing things in other peoples livejournals just so it makes you feel better about yourself by making fun of other people..do the world a favor and jump off a cliff and die.

thank you. goodbye.

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xxfailedxlovexx November 29 2004, 01:20:26 UTC
omg lauren. i just noticed something. you sounded exactly like.... ME. you really are like turning into me.. thats not good.stop.

peace<3

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_xlovefailsx_ November 29 2004, 22:27:29 UTC
...huh?

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xxfailedxlovexx November 28 2004, 22:45:25 UTC
if you would have read my other entry you would have known that i dont give a fuck about this annoymous comments. but ill just inlighten you. i dont want to be "emo" im not trying to be "emo". ya no what this is fucking gay. emo is a feeling not a a person. your fucking stupid thats what you are. and i dotn wnat to be "some big hot shot" i can write whatever the fuck i want in my livejournal and so can anyone else. and i dont care if people feel bad for me, its not like expect them to or want them to. and what wouold you like me to write a poem about. i do write what i have expierneceed. u dont no jack shit about my life so shut the hell up.

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