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Better Left Unsaid

Look at me Mother Tell me what you see Am I just another Of denial's casualties This pain I feel Comes from somewhere deep It's source is still concealed A secret that I keep Though I ache to let it out Let the bitter tasting words spill from my mouth I always succumb to my self-doubt And manage to choke the words back down I guess I'm just not ready yet So you can go on assuming That my state of emotional unrest Is what I most enjoy pursuing And for the time being That really is all that I am doing

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Date: 6/17/2014 4:41:00 AM
Congratulations on a fine win win P.D."s contest. Lisa
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Date: 6/17/2014 2:36:00 AM
Nice win Lisa....Love ~SKAT
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Date: 6/17/2014 2:04:00 AM
Hi Lisa.... Congratulations:) Thank you for supporting one of my latest contest... Stop by and enjoy my newest poem "Mr President" OR my fresh blog "NOT ENOUGH" if you want or have time. :):):) Hugs & Love ~~ LINDA ~~
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