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Inside my mind there's a dark room where I retreat and take my gloom. No one can reach me in my room. It's where my fears begin to bloom. It's where I scream laugh and begin to cry. It's where my dreams wake up and fly. I've found the key that fits the door, but it's too late I'm on the floor. I'm not crazy just insane but you say it's all the same.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/10/2016 12:05:00 AM
Myrna Acevedo, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 10/20/2010 5:18:00 AM
crazy?? no we all are a little wierd...it makes life interesting.
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