mY DeLeMa oN a ReGuLaR

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    mY DeLeMa oN a ReGuLaR

    mY DeLeMa oN a ReGuLaR
    i'M sO ScArEd....

    I ask myself each day...
    Would anyone care if i just faded away
    Would they notice my colors had changed
    Would they notice I wasn't the same
    Am I allowing my mind to take over
    Letting my feelings cry on their own shoulder
    Forgetting how much we've been through 2gether
    Then I remember we're in this 4ever
    Chosen 2 be a rock 4 a world of others
    Where is my rock when I need a shoulder
    I only have Me, Myself & I
    This is why I often sit alone & cry
    Now do u understand my delema on a regular & why?
    Why I'm so scared that I'll be alone when I die.

    qUeStiOnEd by: TaRa DaNieLLe StAnDrIdGe

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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