UngreatfulA Poem by Lottie
Born with a motive.
Resentful of life. Ungreatful for enrichments, which are being chipped away with a knife. Eating the sweet things up and never enough. Sending wishlists to everyone to recieve superficial guff. Rarely taking in a minute of bliss. Uncertainty of fate and moods persist. Leaving the rest to her world to help her exsist. © 2010 Lottie |
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Added on August 9, 2010 Last Updated on August 9, 2010 |

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