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Amoungst all these figures cold
a fierce, yet silent questoin rose
a simple question, so short, so plain
yet unbearable thoughts came pain
three words play a cruel ruse
tricks they play are crude
mocking me of my worth
making me doubt my birth
layers of junk shut me inside out
trapped in a nightmare, i can't shout
are you imprisoned by your brain's cruel precision?
those three words- haunting
to answer - daunting
'lo behold my soul's mess
and silence the answer: "yes"
yes to the question which I digress
"Am I useless?"
©2009 ~Trotun
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A poem I wrote for my creative writing exam. I was feeling a little down that day and it reminded me of those days in the past where I'd question myself.

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:iconchibiko-gangsta:
awww, c'mon your not useless! You are my friend, and if you were never born, I would've never met you:D

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:iconchibiko-gangsta:
no prob :hug:

--
\"Saving Face\"
Wil= OMG, you tell your mother about us?
Vivian=Yeah, so?
Wil=So? does she know we have sex?
Vivian= No Wil, she thinks we conjugate latin verbs.
Wil=Really?

- ~HMKU-FC Join now!

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