April 7, 200521 yr i felt like writting a poem or whateva. all i have to say :wink: A feeling inside is wondering why nobody stands up, nobody rises to melt the ices, to break the tide why does nobody decide whats best inside its all allowed, but were very proud. Our feelings, our emotions compressed until commotion arrises and falls you're looked at strangely, you just gave it your all. could this be the reason? could this be why? why our smiles are frowns? why were all kept down? axeraider70.deviantART.com
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