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Secret
May 7, 2013
I think I love him.
I think I really do.
But there is only one problem.
He doesn’t love me.
So, I will never tell anyone.
I won’t even believe it myself.
These feelings start to take over.
All I can do is cry.
Cry in misery,
And cry in pain.
I can tell no one,
For no one must know.
I take a pen
And write down all I feel.
Then I take the gun
And count to three.
Now the pain is gone.
© Anonymous
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