Mary Nagy Poems

I hear about your troubles.
You tell me everyday.
You say you're going under.
I'm not sure what to say.
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Princess just wants a new car.
I have told her that hers will go far.
''Oh, it's really not cool
driving this crap to school.''
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The past, it may be over
but is it really changed?
I wish I could forget it
but my life's still rearranged.
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Will I ever be forgiven
for simply being born?
Will I ever forgive myself
or will I always feel this torn?
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She's turning seventeen
still sweet
(and pure)
with a fire in her
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I was afraid of doctors.
They made me turn all red.
They made me itch and get a rash
I scratched until I bled.
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Was it just a cruel joke
or did you feel the same?
How could you kill a grown man's soul?
Why did you play this game?
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I was that girl...in the shadows
of an ever-dying love.
I was that girl...searching for God
just begging for help from above.
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For your viewing pleasure I'd like to bare my soul.
I feel compelled to tell you all just why I don't feel whole.

Life's like a twisted game where nobody can win.
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Ok, I normally keep my cool.
I rarely get THAT mad.
I wanted to knock her teeth out!
Oh yes, it was that bad!
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