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Inside (poem)

It hurts so bad. I feel the pain.
When things look up, it starts to rain.
I cry inside. No one hears.
I die inside. No more tears.
I stand back up, hold my head up high.
I’m not giving up. I just won’t die.
Keep on living is what I’ll do.
No matter what, I’ll make it through.

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