#2A Poem by Writing About Who
They look but they don't see,
The burden im holding within me. Something so terrible, it's honestly unbearable.. What would you do? If you knew? This pain.. With nothing possible to gain. Going downhill, come with me if you will.. No expectation. Destruction before recreation. © 2015 Writing About WhoAuthor's Note
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