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time to myself
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All Thats Left. ...just give me some time
to reflect alone, by the lake
time to myself,
is all i ever know.
with these tears in my eyes,
and heavy sighs, on my heart
the grass is green under my feet
but I'm dead inside
I'm so afraid, of everything
i feel.
how can i live?
like this
be the rock
or fish?
sink
or swim?
it get's real Real,
real quick.
This is such a good poem even if it's very small.
I feel the same as you Chris, big brother.
Weel write me soon as you can and i'd like you to write in this poetry page the poem you wrote for me. so i could print it again cause i lost it, sorry my desk and poetry is such a mess i have to do some work in this i think.
With all my love,
Your lil' sis.
Mélissa- xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox -