- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Despair
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I sit home sad and not the same,
Crying for hours holding in all the pain.
How you can sit and pretend everything's OK,
Moving on, day by day.
So as I carry my silent guilt,
Wondering if my life can be rebuilt.
The tears I weep when alone,
Behind my wall that has grown.
Reflects the pain that tortures me,
Until I feel to the lowest degree.
The deepest scars of my life inflicted with such pain,
Of the betrayal that prevents me from being whole again.
The trust that once was broken, can it ever be repaired?
To free me from the darkest hours of my silent despair.
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