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Floss (Free verse) by jauser

Sometimes I'm scare, sometimes I'm not I've been put here to stay, to rot The meaning of life is to find yourself Find your path and discover your direction Pick yourself up from losses and rejection Defeat is not the end, sure w/e, farking great Endless pain, endless hate Tragedic incidents, life's obstacles brings me down to Just like wood, rot But I'll hang, live 'til I die, grow The more one live the more one'll know As long as I'm standing, 'll be nature With my root I'll burst, mature

zodiac 3-Aug-05/4:54 AM
re "am I asking you to judge my shit?"

Actually, yes. Poemranker is "a cross between imaginaries.org (an online writers' workshop) and RankPeople and Hot or Not" made to "Rank the works of others on a 1-10 scale or submit your own poems for ranking". So by posting here you're kind of asking for it.

And MacFrantic cares how old you are because if you're 50 and you type like that you ought to be ashamed.




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