Random Writings Poem by Jocelynn Halbauer

Random Writings

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A sour stench
The smell of fate
I can't go back
It's just too late

Look into my eyes
What do you see?
Do you see the pain?
Are you happy?

You cut through my heart
Those words that you said
To you I am nothing
I should just be dead





This isn't really a poem. Just me being bored and depressed.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Pruchnicki 08 February 2008

Depression is NOT an excuse, Jocelynn dear. Push on and write!

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