Sticks and Stones

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By Natalie •

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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February 7, 2006 13:15 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.

February 8, 2006 19:55Faith

I understand completely... sounds like my entire high school career. Well done!