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Feb 2015
Keeping this inside
Bottled up
I'm so ashame
A secret to contain
It can only make me feel this way
Becoming weary from my thoughts
Jumping around looking at the clocks
As I watch with tired eyes
Sinking deeper in my thoughts
Here I lay
In such a haze
Letting time pass me by
Until I wake
From this mindless state
Miss E
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Miss E
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