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As if in pain.
Afraid to move,
Afraid of the hate.

I try so hard,
To reach out my hand,
And help this pierced soul.
But all is in vain.

The truth of his heart,
Is nothing but mind.
Nothing but his own,
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Tangles Inside
Date: Thursday, 1st December 2005 @ 07:40:49 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Linai
He sits there,
As if in pain.
Afraid to move,
Afraid of the hate.

I try so hard,
To reach out my hand,
And help this pierced soul.
But all is in vain.

The truth of his heart,
Is nothing but mind.
Nothing but his own,
Tangles inside.

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