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by Jacob Jan 17, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Why do I understand? Why must I see this world as it is? I hear children speak of saving our world From something they call warming But honestly I envy them, thinking we are saved. I can understand. Humanity is tainted. But why me? Why do I have this understanding? And a better question yet... Why do I love it?
by Hollywood
I like your prersonal writing
by Kellie
I often think the same way but i usually hate the feeling. i like how personal your poem/writing was, Kellie