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Stone

Give me a break,
and I don’t mean my leg!
Stop giving me this ache
throbs at the back of my head.
What is it
that dictates how I live?
What is it
that dictates how much of a shit I give?
Well, whats the point?
I don’t care any more.
A personality defect;
is that my flaw?
I give up with feeling;
cold, hard, and alone.
Seems the only way to be;
a person made from stone.

Comments»

1. internet elias - February 12, 2010

Hmmmmm. Heavy. Anger. But at what? Lost dreams? Hmmmm.

Interesting. Thanks.

Carolyn

phoenixaeon - February 12, 2010

Anger at bullying.


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