| Teen Poetry #1 |
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beowulf_26 Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 183
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There was a time I held myself at fault. For the actions of others and the pain they caused. No more. I used to bite my tounge and obstain from objection, Looking only to please. No more. I hid the pain and painted the smile. "And all shall call you stolid." No more. No more will i aquiesce my identity. I am unique. No more Mr. Nice Guy. |
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