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Title: Emotion

by Corey | in writing, poetry


I sit here wondering
What shall i write,
Been here for hours
all through the night.
Myself i am speechless
Words just wont produce,
My mind is empty
i dont know what to do.
I feel quite happy
and yet i see no light,
All i see is darkness
and the balde of a knife.
I suddenly wake up
and all is now clear,
Close to the end i have come
and still it is so near.

Why am i angry?
Why do i cry?
i do everyday
everyday untill i die...

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