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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hiding The Hurt
[time] => 2005-07-20 21:57:05
[hometext] => Please Read And Comment
[bodytext] => When I can feel the dirt under my feet, I fight back the urge to disappear down the street, There are just way to many problems for me here, Even when I’m home I’m overwhelmed by fear, Every time I start to let my thoughts go astray, My mind hollers out that I should run away, But know matter what I am forced to go threw, Staying here at least for now is what I must do, A new way to calm down I am forced to find, Because I refuse to leave those I love behind, So I will use all of my energy and power, To force myself to stay here from hour to hour, All of my thoughts had begun to flood, And my fist met a wall until they made blood, An easier way there has to have been, Even if there isn’t I can’t do that again, But as I sit here on this night, I am forced to fight off my urge of flight, How I wish I could just go, But my wish and my pain I must not show, Even if it drives me totally insane, From this moment on I will show no pain, I can still remember the sight of my blood drop, When will all of this madness finally stop, But if I were to share my pain with someone, Then I would be the ***** that ruined there fun, So I’ll keep my eyes open and stay alert, I’ll just bit my tongue and try to hide the hurt. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 340 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Shyness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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