maladeA Poem by ScoutHow much more can I take of this misery of you not knowing me of me not knowing you this misery i can not bare of knowing you don't care what horrible misery is this these pains i suffer everyday the stress i take in every way who gives me this misery the boy who makes the room light up the future that comes so fast why do i suffer so much misery does no one love me i feel no joy i see no smile i taste no sweetness the bitterness fills up my heart who can i love who will love me © 2009 Scout |
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