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    I have grown up in a world of hypocrites
    they tell me not to smoke but they smoke
    They tell me drinking is bad, but they drink
    I was told to make a life for myself
    they have not tried to do anything
    to help themselves out
    I was told how to raise my own son
    by some one who should have taken there own advise
    I hate when people tell me to do something
    but they do the opposite
    that’s why I quite smoking
    Because I did not want to tell my son not to do it,
    and do it myself
    I know I have written poems about having my heart broken
    and how I hate the people who done it
    Well I have became a person I hate
    for today I broke someone’s heart
    even though it was an accident
    I did it and I’m not proud of it
    I hate myself for it
    I have became a hypocrite.

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

    dixiemom’s Poems (29)

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    Natures magic 0
    Sharing a sunset with you 0
    what love means 0
    My friend My love 0
    Something Dear to me 0
    My Talent 0
    Waiting 1
    nobody knows 2
    Child Hood Town 2
    I never knew love 3
    My Joy 0
    Will you be 1
    Tomorrows Future 1
    Hypocrites 0
    Do You Have To Hurt Me Too 2
    I'm letting go 0
    The day 1
    How can we still be friends 1
    Why do you love me so? 0
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    Torn apart 1
    a loved one 2
    A Vanished Friend 1
    My thoughts about you 0
    Sorrow for you 0
    The Patriot 1
    America's Finest 1