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Poetry!1! (vent?)


My heart fulled with poems,

Of words, I fear to say.

I keep it locked inside my chest,

With the key that I threw away.

Rhyming each word with a secret rhythm

I build all the words up just to break them

If I tell anyone, I would break down

With A poem, I show no one

As I read it with a frown

Within me is where they stay

In my chest, locked away

If I die, I’ll be the only one to know

That I was ever okay.

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