A poem by me   Leave a comment

Roses are red , violets are blue , my life has been rough but whats new . My life is bad although it makes me sad i feel like crying specially when im mad . why me ? why it have to be ? I feel like its something because im not wanted , the sound of the rain gives me pain , help me , help me please my life here hasn’t been nothing but a tease .

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Posted March 24, 2011 by ikemajohnson in Uncategorized

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