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by tonya May 17, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
They whisper tales behind my back Try to break me with cruel attacks. It doesn't matter they won't succeed Failing pride won't fill up their greed. I'll laugh in your face; No longer a little girl. Been through so much True colors reveled. Because I'm unique? Because I express!? You're wasting your time building up stress. Free to rebel! Free to uproar! Keep 'em coming; my ego's not sore. Halt the authority Suspend the power over me; Try to control me now! She chuckled and left it as be response to: UNSPEAKABLE