jessica ivoy

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6: 42 - Poem by jessica ivoy

I wake up every morning at 6: 42,
i get ready for school because i cant wait to see you,
you kinda dont know i exist,
and that sorta gets me pissed,
your different at the same time,
and fort hat i thank you,
but when the clock strikes nine,
ill surely be cryin',
because every night i got to sleep,
empty hearted, no love, no luaghter, no joy,
just the blankness of my day,
so i cry and cry, untili finally fall asleep and awaken to the same thing, at 6: 42.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 20, 2010



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