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I write about what time has forgotten Conclusions in life Paragraphs of hate Wasted lines scribbled in blindness The words seem strong but just fake thoughts Exclamation points of failure take me through periods of darkness I misspell the truth The white out can't cover all this pain Repetitive promises stop with each memory that I refuse to speak of Free verse poems of hope trapped by the freedom of hurt I take to different blank pages and still I feel I come up empty Jealous of all Despise my age think like i am 20 with no plan no direction Writing down each time i feel sorry for myself Consumed by anxiety Only these blank pages understand more with each sentence i write.