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AS I READ YOUR LETER IT MAKES ME SICK , I FEEL LIKE BURNING EVERY MEMORIE OF YOU BUT THERES THE LITTLE THINGS IN MY HEAD THAT I JUST CANT EXCAPE FROM .. I HAVE SO MUCH HATE TOWARD YOU !! YOU TOOK MY HEART AND PLAYED AROUND WITH MY EMOTIONS !!! I COULD NEVER FOGIVE YOU !! YOU LEFT ME WITH NO CHANCE OF LOVING ANOTHER OR HAVEING THE HEART TO GIVE ...
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| ?? | 0 | 09/27/2009 |
| asking me to forgive you ... | 0 | 08/18/2009 |
| Going crazy in my room | 0 | 08/18/2009 |
| ..... | 0 | 08/17/2009 |
| what was once there | 1 | 08/17/2009 |
| IDK | 1 | 08/18/2009 |
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