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A little poem I wrote.

IT IS MY FAULT THAT I DONT TELL YOU THE TRUTH BUT ITS PAINFUL

IM TOO SHY
TOSAY I LOVE YOU.
IM TOO DEPRESSED 
TO TELL IT TO YOU.

IVE TOLD YOU OF MY PAIN,MY SECRETS
YOUVE GIVEN ME BEAUTIFUL COMPASSION.
BUT DO I ALWAYS NEED TO BE DEPRESSED 
TO RECEIVE THIS KINDLY FASHION?

YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND
HOW IT FEELS TOBE LEFT ALONE, DYING,
WHILE I SIT IN MY ROOM OVER THIS MATTER
SITTING,WEEPING, CRYING.

YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND
THE PAIN I GO THROUGH EACH DAY.
WHILE I SIT ALONE WAITING FOR YOUR RESPONSE 
KNOWING THAT YOURE SO CLOSE, YET SO FAR AWAY. 
                                 Volcom ,,I,,(^_^),,I,,
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Uploaded 07/19/2011
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