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This is just my way of seeing through anothers eyes

This is about an experience that I had two years ago.I recently had a flashback of that moment and decided sporatically to write about it

The fragments of my life... Scattered across the floor Pictures, notes, tickets, cards, things of value Everywhere Why do they mean so much to m..

How is it always my fault Dad? You said that it was my fault When mom divorced you Said that i was worthless And wasn't worth your time So ..

You said Daddy and I are getting a divorce I heard Daddy's never coming home You said He's your new Dad I heard He's just Daddy's replacement ..

When I look at all these photos I think of all the good times All the craziness All the happiness When I'm looking up at the ceiling at night H..

The simple things in life are the best they always beat out the rest People think of these as dumb Boring,Irrelevant Truely, these are the best da..

I walk down my lonely street When its dark and depressing outside The clouds look angry and ready to let out its pent up emotions Drip, Drop, Drip..

This poem is for anyone that was left in the cold by the one they loved

I wrote this for a assignment for my AVID clas because we were learning about Shakespeare and sonnents but I eneded up really liking it.