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    why

     Why do we hurt the ones we love most
    its because we are afraid.
    Why do we work
    just to get by in life.
    why are we living
    just to die and do it all over again.
    why do we waist our time on others who don't really matter,
    because we have nothing better to do with our time.
    why do we love others
    because we don't love our self well enough

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    poetic1death’s Poems (28)

    Title Comments Submitted
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    tears 1 02/08/2010
    You 0 02/07/2010
    smokeing 0 12/16/2009
    a mind that is not my own 0 12/16/2009
    Second Word Stright down 0 12/09/2009
    BROKEN 0 12/09/2009
    fallen love 0 12/09/2009
    wonders 0 12/09/2009
    how would you feel 0 12/09/2009
    Till death 0 12/04/2009
    I wish 0 12/03/2009
    In your Arms... 0 12/03/2009
    Target 0 08/31/2009
    I feel 0 08/31/2009
    Trying 0 08/31/2009
    ... 0 07/20/2009
    i wait 0 07/07/2009
    betrayel 0 07/06/2009
    leave me 0 07/06/2009
    as the moon shines 0 07/06/2009
    Darkness 0 07/06/2009
    let love 0 07/06/2009
    true 0 07/06/2009
    lies 0 07/06/2009
    why 0 07/06/2009
    one 0 07/06/2009
    The day i stop loveing you 0 07/06/2009
    Wher do i go 1 07/06/2009
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