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Feb 2015
Somedays,
I want to scream my soul out
And just be a ghost
Wandering through time

But I'm flesh and bones
(I thank God for that)
who screams and nothing comes out
Not a single sound

For fear to scream too loud
And scare the people in my life
For fear that I might scream too loud
what I'm unsure is right.
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