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A-Afraid

I'm so tired, yet inspired I'm so sweet, yet bitter I'm so tangy, yet bland It's as if no one here understands I'm so ugly, yet handsome I'm so sweaty, yet clean some I'm so tired and afraid of what I've become - a monster so grum and numb and dumb...as noticeable as a sore thumb and drunk off of rage's rum I'm so groggy, yet awake It's as if my young heart is about to break I'm so weird, yet normal I'm so small, yet tall I'm so losing it, yet so sane It's as if no one cares that I go insane

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Date: 3/29/2018 1:40:00 AM
We seem to have a lot in common my friend, I can totally identify with this. None of these feelings are blissful but the one good thing about them is they have produced this wonderful poem which others can relate to!
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Date: 3/30/2018 6:31:00 PM
Very true, I agree! =^) Thank you for all of your epic comments on my verses. ^-^ -JWE

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