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Aug 30, 2004 01:38


As the wind whistles
The rain ripple
The Raven reaps
The willows weep

The flowers sing
a lullaby
As the people
start to cry

All the kids
start to shake
Cuz they know
Reality is fake

Fake like this
Fake like me
Fake like everything
that we see

Nothing's real
Nothing's new
Everything's fake
Just like you...

*During Typing this my father ( Read more... )

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kayliandra August 31 2004, 01:15:19 UTC
I'm sorry.. *offers hug* I wish i could do something to help you.

The poem is right but, reality is fake. I enjoy your writing, it's all so well done.

Peace. Me

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rancid_munkypie August 31 2004, 05:13:42 UTC
please come live with me where you can be safe!!
bring your mother. do not let him do that. your too beautiful to let that happen to ypu

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parab0lic August 31 2004, 19:55:02 UTC
timmmmm ... *hugs* what happened? i know your dad wasn't always that bad, was he? :'( are you okay??

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