The Inside

October 20, 2011
By Gabriel Whittaker BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
Gabriel Whittaker BRONZE, Fredericksburg, Virginia
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Hear my whispers
Here life goes
Here's the inside
It only shows
The darkest secrects
No one knows
Trapped inside me but now exposed
A horror forgotten
An honest mistake
Despair has been woken
Sorrow is awake

The author's comments:
This poem is meant for people who have an addiction that they can't rid themselves of. So they just hide it on the inside.

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