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Why do I feel this way,

it just won't let go,

I want to throw up,

to be left alone.

Why do I act this way,

seal my feelings with a bow,

bury them deep inside,

and never let them show.

Why do I speak this way,

pain flowing from my lips,

making loved ones cringe,

as the word slips.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 03, 2014 ⏰

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