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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417476" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wrote a song <br>It's called 'my life'<br>I tried my best to make it a good one<br>I'd never written a song<br>Twas indeed my first<br>I had an eraser<br>I couldn't clean my mistakes though<br>It turned out to be a long song <br>A hundred and twenty pages worth<br>A page a year<br>I made a mess of it<br>Blue pen made a mark<br>As depression took a quarter of it<br>Yellow pen made an entrance<br>I decided it was better than blue<br>Red pen tried to hurt me<br>As all anger was kept inside<br>Green pen whispered a note<br>I wished I had my neighbour's song<br>So many colours on just one song<br>Twenty-five pages were dark<br>I knew not which way to go<br>I tried to turn a page but couldn't <br>I basked in pages gone<br>Hence left several pages blank<br>Twenty-five pages were wet<br>As tears serenaded my heart, it did the pages<br>Too much pain in one song<br>Tried to change the words<br>The things I thought all made the song<br>On a scale of good to bad, bad stole the day<br>I searched and found other songs titled 'my life'<br>I wrote my song the way they had<br>My song was like a painting<br>One in utter disharmony<br>One drawn by a clueless artist<br>But an artist whose passion burned his painting<br>I set my heart on fire on page 35<br>There had to be more<br>And more I had<br>On page 120, my eyes were dim and hands tired<br>Since pages couldn't be turned<br>My mind sat, and looked back<br>What had I done? <br>I'd been mountain high <br>I'd been valley low<br>I'd been good<br>I'd been bad<br>I'd been....<br>I lay my head on my song <br>Took my last breath<br>But before I did<br>I held a girl<br>Who had a song called 'my life'<br>She read my song<br>And shed a tear<br>And said I had written....a masterpiece. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jenim+Dibie">Jenim Dibie</a><div class=q>
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It's called 'my life'
I tried my best to make it a good one
I'd never written a song
Twas indeed my first
I had an eraser
I couldn't clean my mistakes though
It turned out to be a long song 
A hundred and twenty pages worth
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