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Jan 2014
Why
Why dose my mind wonder ?
And when it dose
Nothing but pain is found.
Over the littlest of time,
Of solitude.
My heart can change.
From
Not a care in the world
Too
Feeling torn out of my chest

Why do I suffer?
Over the smallest things
When my mind wonders
Written by
Zachary Smith  York PA
(York PA)   
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