Scarred Unknown

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To Be Found. - Poem by Scarred Unknown

It’s funny, how much it hurts,
Just walking down the hall.
I can tell it wants let out,
Maybe just to run around.

As the tears build up,
And I fall down.
M life seems, so empty
I just sit, and let myself think…
Maybe.

Maybe it will be ok,
But then it comes,
And the tears fall.
Slowly, slowly to the ground,
Building up,
Into a pond
I just wish I would drown.
Hold them back.
It’s how it feels,
It is like a virus,
Waiting to be found.
I’ll just sit here on the ground,
Maybe someday I’ll be found.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011


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