Poem 13

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Every one is free to play

but when i do it is not ok

that does't seem fair 

but you don't seem to care

here's something you can't see 

it's that you can't hurt me

all you can do is bring misery

the only thing that can hurt me is me

I've trained myself this way

it's my personal escape

my happy place

My place that takes  me away

but it doesn't matter

why would you care

these are my feelings

feelings that not even I can bare

but oh well

I'm gonna survive this hell

I'm gonna make it out alive

unless it is something i can't bare

maybe i'm taking the wrong road

but only i will know

maybe if i didn't play

everything would be "ok"

-Zaci

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