Bad ThingsA Poem by MoebiaBad things happen to the people we love.
Bad things happen to people like you
and you find yourself doing all you can do but honestly I'll never have any sympathy because bad things were always happening to me. Bad things happen to the ones you love and suddenly you're praying to the nothing above hoping someone can answer your prayers but it's kind of funny 'cause nothing is there.
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2 Reviews Added on January 15, 2014 Last Updated on January 15, 2014 AuthorMoebiaSomebody's Nosy, TXAboutI am no writer of the sort. These are my musings, my arts, my flutters of thought. Call them what you may--but a poet is not anything that I am. I have been immersed in my violin for nearly a deca.. more..Writing
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