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Not gonna cry, thats what I told myself. But thats not what God had planned.
I try not to let people see, but it is too late, they see the tears.
What is happening to me? Now I have fears.
People are stopping to stare, but at this moment I just do not care.
They ask if I am ok and I say I do not know. I run to the bathroom and everyone follows. I wish they would just leave me alone.
Not gonna cry, thats what I say, but when God steps in, I am gonna pay.
No more pain, no more grief, but yet I need to be brief.
When I am done, I let people in, but now I do not have
A Wounded Heart!!
Poetry by Keiko
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Written on 2009-07-29 at 08:31
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Wounded Heart
Noone knows what I am feeing inside. I want to run and hide. I should have never let my feelings be known about who I am. People think it is all a scam. I am not gonna cry, nor be shy. Go in a closet to cry.Not gonna cry, thats what I told myself. But thats not what God had planned.
I try not to let people see, but it is too late, they see the tears.
What is happening to me? Now I have fears.
People are stopping to stare, but at this moment I just do not care.
They ask if I am ok and I say I do not know. I run to the bathroom and everyone follows. I wish they would just leave me alone.
Not gonna cry, thats what I say, but when God steps in, I am gonna pay.
No more pain, no more grief, but yet I need to be brief.
When I am done, I let people in, but now I do not have
A Wounded Heart!!
Poetry by Keiko
Read 535 times
Written on 2009-07-29 at 08:31
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