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Drama


Send me messages
Call me numerous times
I won't pick up
My trust
Fails for you
Too many times
You create drama
Too many times
You create despair
For yourself
And others
Too much negative
Not enough positive
Makes my world
And yours
Depressing
You leave a tsunami of tears
Next second
You change your currents
From anger
To nothing is wrong
I'm sick of this drama
It is not worth listening
To the same thing
Over and over
I want to yell
But you are fragile
I want to tell you my REAL opinion
But you will take offense
I want to tell you the truth
But you don't want to hear it

Submitted: Sunday, July 09, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010

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  • Rookie Brian Dorn (7/18/2006 4:43:00 PM)

    'You leave a tsunami of tears...', great line, Diana! I think we all know someone like that... well done! !
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  • Rookie Melissa Broomhead (7/9/2006 4:09:00 AM)

    whats wrong with depression and drama this world and any other are always filled with both some people have more than others but you have to learn to deal with any hand your dealt (liked your poem though) (Report) Reply

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