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Friday, August 7, 2009

I May...

Title: I May...

I may feel worthless,

I may become plagued by depression,

But I know I'm important to someone.

I may feel abandoned,

I may become overwhelmed by loneliness,

But yet someone will always be there for me.

I may feel self-loathing,

I may become consumed by self-hatred,

But I am certain that someone loves me.

Labels: poems

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