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Internal Pain

By , Medford, NY
I don' know what to say....
I don't know what to feel,
the sky is turning,
spinning,
from reality
to fake.
to sick to breath,
to faint to stand.
but all I know
that I’m in his hands.
I’m fed up
with the lies.
I’m fed up
with the truth.
fed up
with the singles
and with the youth.
no one hears my pain.
no one hears my cries.
my god,
I’m so glad
I’ve gotten over
the word,
die
die
die.
so here I am.
a little more mature.
life's pretty much the same.
but....
oooooooo my!
how much can I endure!
no!
I can stop this!
no!
I can deal.
no...
please leave me alone,
with the shame
and fear....
because this is my internal pain...





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Ali.B said...
Nov. 20, 2009 at 3:47 pm
No, no I get it.
 
nooxygen replied...
Feb. 13, 2010 at 9:24 pm
glad that you did. =]
i thought that it would be confu. a bit
 
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