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27 April, 2010
Author: JroP
Take my pain!
It will bring you wealth.
Take my dignity!
It will bring you respect
Take my soul!
It does me no good under your thumb.
Take back your promises!
They were empty anyway.
Take my life!
Thanks to me yours is worth more.
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shiloh (67.251.100.215) -- Friday, April 30 2010, 07:44 am What's really a sad thing is when you're damn good at something, you know it, they know it, and still they don't even say it. how much better it might be if only they would admit you are valuable. that's not asking much, but it might as well be. |
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