damik's Diaryland Diary
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I could make myself believe I had a chance
Well I didn't get the promotion, the passed me up for Andrew. I'm trying to not be disapointed like I said I would, but it's hard. I also found out that I didn't win the poetry contest. I checked out the sight where I entered, and it had the winner posted. Not my name.
Could some one kick me.
"I was a fool to believe."
You had a lot to say
About your love, your life, your loss
A poem for every day
In all my life I�ve never heard
Such uninspiring rhyme
You couldn�t pay me what you owe
For wasting all my time
I�d ask you not to waste my time
That�s not what I�m here for
Such a child you seem to be
So young and immature
What made you think you had a chance
What made you think you�d win
In my opinion you should quit
Your poems should be a sin
I don�t get paid enough to read
Such self-involving junk
I don�t know if I�ve made it clear
But your poems really stunk
But that isn't the worst that could happen. The worst is I could make myself believe I had a chance. The worst that could happen is I could get my hopes up.
10:29 p.m. - 02-19-02
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