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Saturday, April 9, 2005


   A poem for Trevor, that he'll prolly never read anyways
THE NOTHING INSIDE, THAT EATS ME ALIVE

Out of all the other girls,
for some reason, he's with me,
and he promises contstantly, that this is the way it will always be.

but I'm nothing like them, so what is it he did find,
that attracted him to me,
and left such questions in my mind?

I never saw myself as pretty
what else have I to offer?
this misunderstanding love has left me bothered.

You're in love with me, so you say.
repetition is an attempt to persway-

BUT I WON"T BELIEVE YOU!
until I understand in full!
To see what you see-
when you've never called me beautiful....

SO WHAT AM I TO YOU!!!!!!!!!?

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