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What’s the point of being happy anymore?

When all life does is kick you to the floor,

I never choose the right door,

my Friends arms are sore,

I can’t deal with it anymore.

She really hurt i see,

I just want her to be happy,

as hard as it may seem.

It’s for the best, it’s life’s hardest test.



(feel free to comment, i know this isn’t
exactly the happiest poem ever,
but it’s a way for me to express my emotions
without doing more harmful things)



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julywinters1226 said...
Dec. 2, 2011 at 7:45 pm
interesting poem.:)
 
ChoirGirl97 replied...
Dec. 8, 2011 at 10:49 am

Thanks... Ummm I know it is

 

 
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