Running With Out Geting Any Were Poem by Brooke Schmidt

Running With Out Geting Any Were



bout to cry.
but no tears show up.
stuck here.
feeling bad.
no way to figger out weather it was
worth being here or not.
i want to go but i can't.
stuck inside a hole.
with out a way out.
no time to say good bye.
I'm gone forever.
can't find the right words to say.
all gone without a sound.

one of my favorite poem that i have written.

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