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A short depressing poem, like most of my writings. |
| The guilt. The pain. The hate. The tears. Hide them. Swallow them all. No one sees the anguish I fight through, They weren't meant to. It is mine and mine alone, But shown through these words I write. Expressions unheard of By the ones who need it most; Only shared with those Who never cared. Spare me your false pity. In the end, I still fight alone... |