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Monday, July 30, 2007


   Never Ending Book a poem by me ^___^ it's on my quizilla, too
I sit alone,
Chose to stay on my own.
They all stare,
But I don't care.

The teasing,
The taunting,
The looks,
The stares.
Why do they all care?

I've learned not to cry,
To never try.
Who I thought were friends
turn out to be my end.

They never let me in, because
I haven't commited their sin.
All their lust & greed.
It's got nothing on me.

Their envy & wrath,
Have never crossed my path.
Their sloth, pride & gluttony,
Have only watched me.

When it rains I smile,
And stand in it for awhile.
I remember all the times we shared,
All the pain we each helped bear.

Do they care?
Do they remeber what we shared?
The ten years we spent,
Those times just came & went.

My old school friends,
Separated & spread.
Each to their own high school,
I'm alone.
On my own.
New stares, glares & looks
It's like something out of a book.

I hold the pen,
I write my own end.
The book of old friends,
The book that'll never end.

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