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It makes me die inside,
To know that my character isn't pleasing,
That I cannot fulfill the needs of a woman,
That people seem to like me,
But nothing is ever good enough to them
It makes me die inside,
To have once thought,
That I was finally a man,
That I was good enough for somebody,
But that has now faded away
Does it make you die inside,
When you go to bed alone,
It makes you wonder,
Am I really this person,
Who can't be a man?
- by IoI Sparkle IoI |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/07/2010 |
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- Title: Makes Me Die Inside
- Artist: IoI Sparkle IoI
- Description: A poem I wrote, expressing my feelings of grief for who I am.
- Date: 06/07/2010
- Tags: makes inside
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