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by chilll_guy_zion at 3/31/2010 6:36:25 PM
I'm done caring
whats the point in it
I'll just throw myself into another depressing fit
I'll find her some day
my soul is not ready to be sent away
my friends & my poetry is all I have & need
and theres also the fine essence of weed
but first I'm putting my life together
and when I'm ready I'll be able to embrace her like a bird with his feather
I write for no one
but yet I write for someone
and that someone is me
its the only way I can vent can't you see
I don't know how this poem is supposed to end
but I'm sure I've done nothing but condesend
now I bid farewell to you
for now this poem is through
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