Martas poems: Why

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Thursday, May 19, 2011

Why

Why do some insist in living a lie when so brief is our life Why are some so intent in hurting, why do they go our of their way suspecting, thinking everyone is out to get them. Do they truly think they are so important that others always want to hear what they say? Do they actually believe that what they do matters to those who by misfortune must cross their way? I wish I could tell them to relax and live, that no one cares for what they do or think that there are many wonderful things around... Sign in to see full entry.

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