Teenage PoetryHormones and rhyming dictionaries seem to go together. Let's celebrate this by publishing the poems you wrote as a teenager.
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chthonic, Thu 11 Aug 2005, 14:49)
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Nice, happy stuff:It's the Summer without sunshine,
It's the night without stars,
It's solitude confinement,
It's a life behind bars,
It's a muffled scream,
It's a stifling cry,
It's the sting of a tear drop,
It's the loneliest sigh,
It's uncompfortable silence,
It's waking from dreams,
It's cut into ribbons,
And it's ripped at the seams.
(, Mon 15 Aug 2005, 16:02, Reply)
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