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Nov 2015
I only write
When all is wrong
I only write
When I can't take it anymore
Lately, I haven't been okay
But you wouldn't know
The brighter my smile
The more damage and pain
I have been enveloped
In anger and sorrow
I am a walking paradox
I try to be happy
But then a tornado ***** me in
Leaving me stripped
Raw in emotion
Why must I feel everything in vain?
I got the sad blues.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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   ryn, SPT and Ariel Baptista
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