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Nov 2014
Smiling on the outside,
While on the inside dying.
Laughing with the world,
While in my heart I'm crying.
I know what you would say,
I've gotta keep on trying.

I'm tired of putting on a show,
Every day from awake to sleep.
Be strong, be happy, be accepting,
And don't be seen to weep.
I'm done with it, I want you to know,
That my solace, I will keep.

It's been nice to know you all,
But, I guess I've always known.
That while you smile, laugh and play,
What separates us, has grown.
It's obvious that my future plans,
Are to simply be alone...
Skip Ramsey
Written by
Skip Ramsey  McConnellsburg, PA
(McConnellsburg, PA)   
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