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Ode to my enemiesI know they won't be there for me Until the very end But I've learned twice as much from my enemies As I ever will from my friendsOde to my enemies
You all know who you are Should you happen to read this confession And I have to thank you For every priceless lesson
She showed me my potential The way I could have been Perfect in appearance But irreversibly flawed within
Your actions taught me to accept What I cannot change So thanks for your stupidity Although that may sound strange
He taught me that passion is like alcohol I
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My Freedom~*GACS05PLPG*~My Freedom
My Freedom taking away the pain.. freein myself from this ever cruel world.. stopping the pain__mental and physical finding the light at the end of the tunel.. stopping the abuse..
for ever so long putting up with the abuse the harsh words the mocking and trickery
ever so long feeling less of myself thinking their cries are true giving to others opinions
so long hiding my emotions and pain bottling the anger and pain inside keeping myself within the shadows
long have i ever f
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Attempt OneThe sharp metal gleams in her tiny hands shining brightly, it tells her of his plans: I'll take away all the pain you feel inside all those times you felt alone, all the tears you've cried I can give you something you've never felt before it will make you hunger for so much more. So take my hand and hold me tight as we make this red-eye flight. Now its time for me to say goodbye so draw a line downward from the sky. Let the torrent rains pour to rain again nevermore.Attempt One
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The Father's Closing Gapremember Your car pulled up and parked beside the sidewalk I felt like life was worthy when your door opened When you stepped out, like a foggy memory You came inside, like old times Old times doused in gold I colored I sat on the kitchen floor, Yosemite Sam, blankly staring back From large paper You sat there in the corner, like old times Doused in gold, misty Cowering behind fixed expressions, doused in inadequacy And flurries of swiveling cigarette smoke The children, my siblings They laugh and listen, sitting around the kitchen table Doused in inadeqThe Father's Closing Gap
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