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A poem composed by my friend: Nobody knows who you truly are Nobody can feel your sorrow and pain The closest ones still seem so far Disappeared over a lost memory lane Your mind is weak, the heart is cold Hiding under the pretence of being bold Your eyes get wet, within their lids As you walk over a lawn of dead orchids Wonderful they were, Once full of life Their colours once used to make you smile And now they lie dead under your feet All along the lonely garden aisle
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 07:26:46 +0000

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