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    Memories are riped up pain of my psat, as i crawl threw the shattered glass. My life just flashed befor my eyes. They start to fill with water as i start to cry. Pain rushed back from that day.As my heart slowly fades away. Thats what it feels like to feel this pain, glass shattered nothing gained! My horror's, my fears, are all coming true, right befor my eyes. I start to bleed and relize I am falling apart, right from the start and I just wish I had some help.

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    trucker1 commented on Help

    05-09-2009

    Beautiful poem
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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