ShadedA Poem by Jane Doefor a group writing thang hope ya like itShaded
Shaded, Jaded, From the saddness, From the coldness of the world.
Hurtful, Dreadful, Hurt from those stupid liars, I call friends, they're 'pose to stop the dreading.
Painted, Picture Perfect, All the loners walking the street are the best friends, You'll ever meet.
Skipping, Saddly, skipping by the hobo's that are lonely and hungry, Saddly No ONE will help them give'em a second chance.
The thing is if you never got a second chance would you be where you are today?, Even the slightest care of a greet helps a simple 'hey'. © 2010 Jane DoeAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 5, 2010 Last Updated on August 11, 2010 AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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