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Wednesday, April 28, 2004*
Acquaintance are many.
Friends i have few.
Family seems foreign to me.
none of them i reali knew
- except e unmistakably horrendous tantrums -
tht are so very real.
Many too often i hafta put up wif it
Often than not i cannot take it
im no angel myself
neva thot im anywhere near one
its as if life never meant a thing.
Right at the beginning,
i had nothing to begin with.
Love hurts.
~tas
Tas_anne @ Wednesday, April 28, 2004
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