what you call yourself

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    what you call yourself

    You come into my life to tell me you love me
    You come into this house to criticise me
    All because im noting close to what you wanted me to be
    im so damn blind, Fuck your the one who cant see
    im all original no fake ass spam
    wasting my days away wating for you to finally understand
    That I honestly dont care for what you say or do
    Quick! whats my eye color? To late their blue
    shows how much you really know bout me
    which is ironic your the first one
     to of held me when i was a baby
    Its pathetic you call yourself a father
    Do me one favor just dont bother

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    ForeverPoet commented on what you call yourself

    06-27-2010

    I feel for your pain. ive been there as many others. but don't be consumed by the hate. not everyone is good at being what they should be. we learn as we grow. keep up the writing. you have the makings of a good poet!.......................~~F~~

    Qualin commented on what you call yourself

    06-26-2010

    GOOD WRITE ....BUT!!!!...DONT BECOME WHAT YOU HATE!!!!!..YOUR ENGLISH TEACHER HAVE TROUBLE WITH YOU?...I BELEIVE YOU HAVE BETTER IN YOU ILL BE WATCHIN...A FRIEND QUALIN

    redbloodink commented on what you call yourself

    06-23-2010

    WoW ......... i can relate in many ways to this write..... I hope the best for you and may more loving people come into your life....... red

    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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