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Hidden Pain

By , Durango, CO
The pain growing inside of me is killing me,It rips at my heart like a spiked rope,My heart bleeds and crys out,But Nothing comes to help,The pain grows stronger and my soul spills with tears screaming in fear of being forgotten,My mind try and bary the pain locking it up,each time it trys to forget the pain wips my heart and makes a new tear to my soul,my tears come out when im alone hiding when the moon sleeps, But like a moonless night I know alone is not the way...





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