Scape goat

May 24, 2007 04:28

“Scapegoat”

Broken bones and shattered dreams;

nothing is ever as it seems.

A child walks all alone;

no real place to call home.

Nobody sees and nobody hears;

at times it seems that nobody cares.

People call the child strange;

It’s thoughts they want to rearrange.

Quiet little freak never talks too much.

Odd little child shies ( Read more... )

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orionflight May 24 2007, 14:52:43 UTC
Every word of this poem describes my own experiences..
brilliant as always. I sometimes wonder if I should colaborate with a poet to make a 'book of poetry & grapic arts'... who knows maybe one day I might end up doing something like that.

I don't use myspace anymore although I do have my page there still:
http://www.myspace.com/michelle_meijs

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nameless_me May 25 2007, 06:32:39 UTC
Well if you ever decide to let me know and I'll send you some poetry to use as you like

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_bean__ August 4 2007, 06:03:11 UTC
Hi,
I'm a maintainer from the community asphaltflowers.
I'm trying to get the community active again, and I just wanted you to know.
I know you like to post there, and I'd like more people to join.
I just got so busy that I wasn't able to really keep up with it. =[

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nameless_me August 4 2007, 18:24:42 UTC
Thanks for the heads up I havenrt popsted there in a while but I might start again

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_bean__ August 4 2007, 18:30:10 UTC
great! =]

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nameless_me August 4 2007, 18:31:37 UTC
I aim to please

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