Poem 18

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Sometimes I feel myself fade away

Becoming another prey to oblivion.

Sometimes I dream of the possibilities

If I abandoned my responsibilities .

Would I still feel this way ?

A criminal in my my mind .

Maybe I wouldn't feel so down

If I didn't receive so many frowns.

What if I felt happiness whenever I pleased ?

Oh how appeased I would be .
-s.s

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