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Everyday Hell

I start to scream and pull out my hair
You tell me to go to my room, because you don't care
I slam my door, make my lock click
My stomach rolls and I feel sick
I scream louder and throw things against the door
I close my eyes, I can not take this anymore
I feel a tear slowly roll down my cheek
This is what I go through everyday of the week

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On Thursday December 16th, 2004, DoctorAsh (505) writes:

At least your doing the right thing by writting poetry, rather then going out and buying a shotgun - we will listen to what you have to say. Nice expression. [D&A]

On Thursday December 16th, 2004, Silent Assassin (123) writes:

Those tears I know all too well. Very well written. I enjoyed it.

On Sunday November 28th, 2004, VenomPlease (178) writes:

Oh yes I can relate. Expressed very simply but adequately.

On Saturday November 27th, 2004, frozen (741) writes:

thats sad hun im sorry you have to deal with such things. ~hugs~ nice write

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