break ups, love, friends and hate
they all seem to circle each other when you dont need them too. i finish highschool and moved on to college,,,a place that has a wide selection of men to choose from,,new friends to make and drinking games galore...but did i press on no,,i stayed in my nit of friends and i watched everyone of them crash or leave me.
i knew people only liked me in highschool becuase of the way i was and who i was dating,,i knew they only put up with me,,,,knew i was leaving soon so they jsut played with me and my emotions,,some were after my bf that i had for most of grade 12 and the rest they didnt like him,,,finally i left that nightmare and found a dream i could stand it,,one that loked at me wiht blue eyes and said i love you all the time... he made me feel free and like i didnt haveto worry about a thing in the world.
still i felt alone knowing that as the summer days past and now almost at the end of november,,those people still dont talk to me..i fell saddenned in a way,,that all those people were jsut playing a game with me,,were jsut prolonging a hate they had for me.
i had a few that stayed,,one has resently broken up with his girl and the other is confused about "his" girl. i dont even know how to help them becuse i cant even help myself..i fell lost and alone in side and my saviour can only do so much,,i dotn tell him every thing that is wrong,,he doesnt heven know aboutthis note im writing,,,he doesnt know hoiw much i hurt inside for the others becae i hide it so well....
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If you want to change it, learn it, love it, follow it, hold it, dream it or live it, do it. It\'s your life so you need to enjoy it. we have a second, a day, a week or years to enjoy, so do it. Love it, make sure you live it.
Best regards
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My Dark Angel,
Open my window,And wake me.
Hold me in your arms,Wrap your wings around us,
Smoother me in kisses.
My Dark Angel,
Take me outside,I shall cling to you,
Spread your wings,
And fly us to a deserted island,
Lay with me there,
In the sand.
Thanks for dropping by and adding my poem on "Reality." I greatly appreciate it. feel free to share with me what it is you like and don't like about it
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AN ECCENTRIC'S WORK IS NEVER DONE!!!
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~To be WISE and OLD you had to be YOUNG and STUPID first~
~GENIUS by birth, SLACKER by choice~
~Sometimes NOTHING is better than EVERYTHING~
Cheers!
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