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Words very bleak
Arms are weak
For it is truth I seek

Every week
The ranting I speak
Everyday I want to squeal or shriek
My face always shows my true emotion
My soul has the true commotion

The steps I take are forward motion
The feelings I feel are stable but untamed
My body is breaking and that is the end of the game

Without them it is not the same
Every move feels like shame
For I am the one who is to blame






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jibril said...
Mar. 22 at 5:44 pm
Thanks @Patrick82432
 
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Mar. 22 at 6:09 pm
No problem, keep it up @jibril
 
Patrick82432This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Mar. 22 at 11:31 am
Nice piece! You should keep writing for sure.
 
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