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Run Aground
don't have to be sad
often the word was revealed softly
don't have to be disappointed
often the word is carried away
don't have to be upset
often the word said in a sigh
don't have to be worried
often the word is held back hoarse
don't have to get worse
often the word is stuck in sorrow
however
when the clouds hang
I was confined
when it comes heavy rain
I screamed too hard
when a s...
Friday 11th January 2019 4:07 am
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