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Thy Self
written by HitomiCherub10:38 PM 3/29/05I always think
What it's like to be happy
And how I can make things better
But no matter how hard I try
I always find a hole
That needs to be filled
I am surrounded by friends
At school, and online
Those friends I hold very close
And cherish everything they say
I listen to them, they listen to me
And that's one of my life's thrills
Seeing people happy
Seeing people smile
Always makes me happy
And I seem optimistic all round
It's rare that I'm sad
But that sadness that I feel kills
It may not kill others
But it always kills me
Because my pain
Always rubs on others
And that is what kills me
The pain is like a hill
Which is something
That I have worked for years
To climb over
To see the sun rise and set
With my own eyes
And lock away the pain in a till
I laugh
I cry
I smile softly and innocently
And thus explains
Pretty much everything
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This should help people get to know me more
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