July 9, 2011 No Title

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
As stated in my bio, old poems I'm keeping have the date written as the title. They're all from middle school / freshman year, so please bear with all the silly errors.
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when i have bad titles it usually means theres just so much in it that i cant really pick a tite that summarizes it good enough...

Submitted: July 09, 2011

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You'll never know

How bad I wanted it,

How much I dreamed,

But now it's out of my grasp.


You'll never know

What I went through,

How far I would have gone,

But it doesn't matter anymore.


You'll never know

How much I miss the past,

And why I'm sad.

But I doubt you care.


You wonder who made me cry.

You want to beay up that jerk.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Punch a mirror?


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