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Cold, dark, and empty inside,
Always needing a place to hide.
Hiding from what i can't talk about,
Inside i want to scream, Inside i want to shout.
Trapped beneath ten thousand tears,
Drowning our souls with many fears.
Fears with demons that lurk inside,
Stabbing at me with pitchforks and knives.
Pitchforks of pain, only i can feel.
Cuts so damn deep, they cannot heal.
Feelings that I cannot share,
A world of hurt I cannot bear.


-Brandon Youngblood Kee