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I wipe the tears from these eyes.
Hide the feelings that hurt me inside.
Hide from the world that is unknown.
Cry from the things that will never be right.
Run from myself and it's inner fight.
Seem like everything that was something is nothing.
Everything i believed is all a lie.
I watch eveything go and die.
See dreams and hopes fall.
And realized it wasnt anything at all.

July 27,2007
Claudia Original


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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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