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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1631275
All this pain is biulding up inside.
The pain I hide,

The sadness inside,

I just want to be held tight,

But instead, I lie here,

Dying from the inside out,

And I cry myself to sleep,

Then wake with tears still rolling down my cheek,

I know every thought in between,

Was about you.
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