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by Shelby ©
I think,
Every now and then.
I hear,
But I didn't comprehend.
I desire,
If only I had the nerve.
I speak,
My whisper wasn't heard.
I see,
I never did observe.
I weep,
My soul injured.
I need,
Living becomes torment.
I want,
Love is always absent.
I seek,
Never shall I find.
I search,
For presence of mind.
I hope,
But my heart is numb.
And I pray,
For the end soon to come.
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