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Feb 2011
I go now to the darkened room.
Where no one can hear me.
Where I can sob, and weep and moan.
And no one can hear me.
Where there is no shame at all,
Because no one can hear me.
Where my heart cries out for help,
And no one will hear me.
deanena tierney
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deanena tierney  47/F
(47/F)   
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