Without MeA Poem by amailleiaEh, boredom again.I find myself thinking More and more About that old school Those people Those teachers Them Her And her Him Him And him Even them, a bit I can't remember his face And I can't remember her voice And I can't remember why I ever thought I could be happy here But I'm stuck where I am Because their lives have moved on Without me. © 2009 amailleiaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 22, 2009 Last Updated on April 22, 2009 AuthoramailleiaMesa, AZAboutI'm a bit out there, kinda crazy, kinda just...odd, there's a good word. I try to write sometimes, and it doesn't always come out right, but I'm working on it. I play Ponystars, which is where the avv.. more..Writing
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