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Hell

Everyone's terrified of it They don't know that I have to live in it everyday But I do and it's sad to say that I'm use to it I'm use to my burning flesh The tears that run down my face The pain that I feel And the fact that I'm stuck in this place I need happiness But I never find it I just want to know what it feels like To not feel like **** No one will give me a chance To see who I really am Instead of who I appear to be They never seem to give a damn No one cares that I'm here I'm invisible That is my biggest fear To be forgotten in this hell

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/9/2016 1:50:00 AM
excellent..linda
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Date: 1/10/2014 10:32:00 PM
No you are not going to be forgotten...your spirit engraves your name forever....beautiful poem in its straightforward rendering...love..Syam
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