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Can we learn how to
express our feelings?
If you can look in my
soul deep enough,
we have a chance to
build new beginings.
I know we can do it, but
life is rough.
When I'm down, I have
lazy day in bed.
Every loss, every lie, it
hurts deeply.
Trying to do all the
math in my head;
all apologies are done
so cheaply.
Heart-ache takes
control like a disaster.
You keep sucking me in
like a black hole.
Nature takes its course
before it's better.
I am hurt clear down to
my endless soul.
I know throughout lie,
there's trials for me;
so I will find who I am,
that's the key.
Copyright © Katlin Bouse | Year Posted 2012
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