February 11, 2009
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Like a lightning bolt that lights up the sky
Something as big as a little white lie
The saddest thing that makes you sigh
Makes you cry, maybe even want to die
Like a little scratch that hurts the most
Like a boat that's lost no where near the coast
It's the opposite of coming home
It's like being stuck somewhere you don't belong
When you know its right, but he says it's wrong.

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austinRskyler90210 said...
Feb. 26, 2009 at 12:09 am
btw my name is Austin Skyler
austinRskyler90210 said...
Feb. 26, 2009 at 12:05 am
this is an awsome poem destiny!
you should definatly be a writer;)
we should hang
call me;)
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