The ShowA Poem by .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::. Baby this show is over!! I've wasted all this time playing this same scene over & over untill words come out of my mouth as if programed into my brain since the day I was born.
Well this show is over. I'm not the same as I was before.
The show is over, I'm taking my final bow. The curtins are closing, The lights are shutting off. I'm leaving everyone in the dark. © 2008 .::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.Author's Note
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.::Cup^E^Cake*RaWr!*::.Somewhere I need to be down in, ARAboutMy Name is Rebekah but everyone calls me Beck or Beckah or my fav Cup^E^Cake & I was born in Ohio but Raised in the south. My poems are about things that really happend some where in my life weather .. more.. |
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