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Day of a Problem

In every corner of my mind,

There are problems that I find.

Lurking there, they wait for me,

Hiding in places I can’t see.

In the dark, their favorite place,

Is where they wait to see my face.

Shock and horror, complete confusion,

They don’t care, a pure illusion.

What ends up, I do not know,

They can tell, my face will show.

Make me angry, make me sad,

My sanity was all I had.

It left a blank and emotionless face,

Left forever without a trace.

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Written by
jenna-johnston
American
Published
Nov 21, 2010
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This is an original poem by Jenna Johnston. If you like it, by all means write it down, but give credit where credit is due, please.

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