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sedated feelings
A priority
I am not
is my spot

Tears fall
upon stained cheeks
for words
I cannot speak

as you whisper
I love you
my mind over thinks
as my heart does too

I wish i didnt
Think this way
but what do i do
and what can i say

my soul hurts
it wants to scream
hoping to close my eyes
so i can dream

used to this
and to which i hate
my feelings
I wish to sedate

By vannypooh

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