behleh
Unconcieved Lark
Posts: 2
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Fake
Oct 3, 2006 1:23:28 GMT -5
Post by behleh on Oct 3, 2006 1:23:28 GMT -5
Great expectations What a horrible thing Try all you want You're still judged with each swing
You can't escape their judgement You can't escape their looks No matter what you do You'll be stereotyped by books
What will the people say? They're only there to mock With everything you do You're still watched like a hawk
You can't be yourself Everybody's fake They say they're original But only for their sake
No one can be trusted Especially your 'best' They'll stab you in the back Just like the rest
Nobody is truthful They'll lie straight to your face And even if you're perfect You'll be killed by your own race.
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Fake
Oct 3, 2006 1:42:49 GMT -5
Post by Black Sakura on Oct 3, 2006 1:42:49 GMT -5
Yay for behleh!
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Fake
Oct 4, 2006 14:53:49 GMT -5
Post by toeskater91 on Oct 4, 2006 14:53:49 GMT -5
nice, i like how you had a consistent rhyme scheme and i like the topic of the poem
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charlotte117
Unconcieved Lark
Resident Redhead #2
Your words in my memory are like music to me
Posts: 27
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Fake
Oct 5, 2006 23:40:13 GMT -5
Post by charlotte117 on Oct 5, 2006 23:40:13 GMT -5
Very nice! I give it 4 thumbs up!! (if I had that many! )
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Fake
Oct 7, 2006 11:59:55 GMT -5
Post by Black Sakura on Oct 7, 2006 11:59:55 GMT -5
4 thumbs up would be odd. But that's cool.
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