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Aug 2010
Sometimes I cannot find the words
and don't know how to say
the things my heart is feeling
about life that comes my way

I miss you more than I know I should
and that scares me a lot
But I don't know if I should tell you
of if its better I do not

And other times I want to tell
my friend who's in such pain
That they can call me night or day
to get shelter from the rain

But why is it, with an empty page
the words just tumble out
And yet when faced with people
I hide behind self doubt

But once you get know me
thats if you stick around
I will bare my very soul to you
like a plow rips up the ground
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
(Canada)   
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