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The breeze is strong
Unlike my will
The days, so long
How long until...
I speak out
I am heard
I don't shout
Every word
I know they care
They love me
They're always there...
...Apparently
Someone pull me out
Im living in a nightmare
Why do I always doubt?
My soul, my heart so bare
I'm always frightened of
The unknowns
No time for love
As hate sinks into my bones
Life so short
Yet I've gone nowhere
So many thoughts to sort
With happiness so rare
Copyright © Shelby Jensen | Year Posted 2016
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