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Poetry By: Namaste
True confessions



A depressing poem I wrote after a bad day. No, I am not considering suicide or self-inflicted wounds; I love life and I have a fear of pain


Submitted:Sep 6, 2011    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


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