June 18, 2009
By Babyangel495 BRONZE, Phila, Pennsylvania
Babyangel495 BRONZE, Phila, Pennsylvania
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hurt is really the only thing i feel,it's a pain that seems all to real. my life is constantly falling apart, i'm trying to fix it with a shattered heart. reality has less truth to that of a dream, reality has become a figure of imagination or so it may seem. i walk down the street hanging my head in shame, now i realize im the only one to blame. a shattered heart it may be but in the end i am trying to fix it, wait who am i kidding im done with this ***

The author's comments:
This poem is about the troubles i have in life.

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