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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Alone, with no one there to listen.

Submitted: March 14, 2010

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Submitted: March 14, 2010



Although you're right beside me, I will always be alone.
Until the day I'm lying, beneath my own gravestone.

There's so much I keep inside, so much sadness, so much
I want to let it out, but I guess its just my fate.

There's no one I can talk to, yet there's so much going on.
No one that will listen, to keep me going strong.

I will not admit it, not then, not now, not ever.
The tears I keep inside me, for now, and forever.

I always wear a disguise. A mask, concealing the pain.
It helps to hide the sadness, and the sorrow I contain.

Instead of showing how I feel, and letting out the tears,
I keep it all inside, and smile. Besides, no one really

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