my heart is now pelting.
I feel myself melting.
my sides begin to fray.
ignored again today,
feels like there cutting me,
ripped open to be set free.
trapped in a globe of guilt,
that they have kindly built.
shouting out loud to you,
the sound does not get through.
I turn all this guilt to pain,
and fall to the floor again.
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Written January 24th, 2005
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heya great poem. its so sad. and yet easy to relate to. well done keep up da gd work.
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aww try not to be sad...but we all get sad sometimes. beautiful poem though....i really like it
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Lovely poem. I can def relate.
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i have only two critical comments on an otherwise beautifully written poem. the dark blue is hard to read on top of the black and the word flore should be spelled floor. but you did a great job and its so sad.


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