Dama Tristeza

Rookie (8-24-93 approx.11PM / Queens, NYC, NY)

D*mn It - Poem by Dama Tristeza

Indecisive about what matters,
Only because I've been shattered
So many ways, it makes me numb.
Just wanna forget all I've done.

Now again I must choose.
I'm scared, afraid it's all a ruse.
To love is simply to give up
A part that will never willingly return.

That this should border on impossible
Is something I find barely plausible.
I guess I can't be all that 'normal'
But here's my solution, 'Screw it all! '

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  • (7/18/2007 5:27:00 PM)

    nice but love with your heart not your memorys
    but as saying that your poem makes sence
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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