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    Anniversary

    If I could cry out to you with all my Heart
    You couldn't hear me
    Leaving me to my own abyss of pain
    I tell myself I'm independent not lonely
    Do I really believe that for one second
    It hurts like hell
    How do I deal with myself
    It starts with the past and ends in the present
    Left with a bitter cocktail of sarrow and anger
    In less you're true love just leave me alone
    I walk endlessly into the distance until she finds me
    Hello I Love you
    Who are are
    Where did you go
    But But I said...
    Walking across my own Heart
    It's just me in this Desert
    Walking over myself
    I keep trying so hard
    I've kept the hope
    For what?
    In who?
    It's just me and this crazy idea
    I like to call true Love
    -Fin-

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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