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IT All Starts With My Fears (Free verse) by tisa7 Why do you do things to make me cry
I wondered and thought for some reason why
I keep trying
You keep on denying
Then I found the reason for my tears
It all starts with my fears.
My fears in a list
Go on though the mist
Of a waterpark slide
That you ride,ride,ride
My fears go down the road
One,big,heavy load
On a truck,on a train
I stand here in pain
I've always wonderedwhy I shead these tears
But now I know,It all starts with my faers.
Up the ladder:
Dying Candle
Down the ladder:
water damage
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Posted: August 30, 2004 1:00 PM PDT; Last modified: August 30, 2004 1:00 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0896473 Overall Rank: 6218 Comments:
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tisa7 @ 4.14.129.6
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30-Aug-04/1:02 PM
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I think this poem makes me sad and want to cry.
i liked it, -8-
where did you learn how to write like that?
I dont know i was upset when i thought of this
A list of your fears might be more interesting.
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