Here Is another poem for u guys...hope you enjoy
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so many tears running down my faceso much hidden without a trace
hiding in distant corners of mine
distant corners in my mind
thinking of all that happened that day
thinking of all the things to say
wondering when I started hiding
holing up and hibernating
when did I stop talking so much?
when did i start thinking to much?
so many
so much
hiding
and distant
thinking
and wondering
and holing up
when did I stop not feeling as much?
when did I start feeling to much?
when did I stop being me?
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