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Finding a cure for trouble
Submitted:Jul 9, 2011 Reads: 16 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
As I sit alone in a quiet place
the wind brushes against my dark hollow cheeks.
I begin to admire the scenery outside with my dark brown eyes
and then I think about how no one could ease my troubles.
Deep in my heart I wish I had a cure,
a cure to ease my troubles and the pain I feel each day.
Hopefully I will find that cure one day.
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