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writing sorrows with tears now knowing my fears as i see the sheers of pain seeing and hearing the screams of shame can i claim the love of the cruel hate tortured inside i dont think i can i dont think i will i think i wanna be left alone my true face will not be shone love is something hard to gain writing and more is my game (hate, shame,love,...) pure thought something i am compassionate about sometimes these words i want to shout bounds in life sometimes cane never be found the open wondering heart could  be wounded but it shouldnt not with the shame love the strong bound the end is near for things hear it clear