Poem
A lot of meaningless scribble
To anyone but me
But these are my thought's my pain
At this period in time, my reality
Ton's of emotion's, carried deep inside
Untill loneliness, make's me want to confide
But there's never a friendly ear
For me to tell about my fears
Just a pen and some paper
Sometime's smudged by the tear's
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