: ( Poem by Emma Alberts
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Every mistkake I make
Turns into a bump on my head
Every happy thought
Slowly becoming dead
Everything I ever knew
Slipping through my fingers like gak
It's almost like stabbing myself
Right in the back
(Winter 2008, Age 11, Door County, Wisconsin)
3 I luv y'all,
Emma :)
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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5/10/2024 8:21:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice peom you get down deep real deeeppppppppppppppp! ! ! ! ! ! right in the heart!