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How a string of bad luck and heartache can leave you feeling...


Submitted:Mar 24, 2009    Reads: 99    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


On My Own
I want to smash something.
Break it to smithereens.
Tear and rip it apart.
Let go of this anger.
Yet, instead I turn to this,
A cold computer screen.
It makes me want to scream.
But can't do anything.
Everything's bottled up,
Locked deep down inside me,
And away from all you.
The world shan't know my pain.
Not ever.




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