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Submitted:Dec 4, 2011 Reads: 16 Comments: 4 Likes: 2
It's not my fear,
It's not what I long,
It's not why I'm here,
It's not that I feel wrong.
..
It's not 'cause I'm weak,
It's not that I want to die,
It's not that I can't get what I seek,
It's not because of the lie.
..
It's that this poem has been written before,
By somebody like me,
Someone that is hurt even more.
It's that I don't want them to be.
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