Sticks and Stones, by Natalie
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Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words can break a heart.
Everytime i get somewhere
I end up at the start.
I do so much for everyone,
But no one really cares.
All i get is an empty room,
And a world full of stares.
Everywhere i turn,
I always see a frown.
No matter where i go,
Someone trys to bring me down.
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Posted: 2006-02-08 05:46:22 UTC |
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2006-02-07 13:15:29 | Kirsty (living in the light) |
I love this poem as it is so true and it reminds me of the way people make me feel about being a christian please read my peotry.
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2006-02-08 19:55:07 | Faith |
I understand completely... sounds like my entire high school career. Well done! |