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way it is


music  blaring loudly,

holding back all that is said and done nothing more to say,

blocking out the world soundly,

living this way

 

holding in,

lokking without,

hiding in,

looking within,

 

beeing  whoever i am,

never really knowing,

which direction in life i'm going,

not really seeing the biggest sham

 

 

 

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Iḿ M, I like reading, writing, cooking, acting, and helping others. Good luck to other poets out there, and never give up on your dreams. No matter how hard it seems.

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