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A Place Called 'life
i feel so alone,
in this place call life.
i hear great things
and bad things.
which do i believe?
mostly the bad things.
times like this.
it seems so true.
just like how i'm here feeling blue.
nobody seem to listen.
nobody seem to care.
hiding becomes my only way out.
will that be all i do?
it so easy to act like i'm fine.
than people ask questions.
when i know they don't really care.
because i so alone in the place called life.
Copyright © 2009
10-14-08
poem
by
Mona Martinez
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