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by beapolkadot Dec 27, 2011 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Once in a while, When I'm sitting alone in my room. I find myself happy. For no apparent reason, either than the fact that my brain is clear for once the annoying frustrations of my life are not eating at my thoughts. I enjoy these brief moments, of silence. Sometimes the only thing I want is the silence. From my own thoughts.