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Nicole Sikler Poem
Do I have to talk about death for you to listen?
Do I have to scream for you to hear?
Why should I tell you life's secrets
When all that's left is to destroy.
Everything is calculated,
In it's place and time.
All of you is sold or traded
Down to the last dime.
Copyright © Nicole Sikler | Year Posted 2014
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Nicole Sikler Poem
Do I have to talk about death for you to listen?
Do I have to scream for you to hear?
Why should I tell you life's secrets
When all that's left is to destroy.
Everything is calculated,
In it's place and time.
All of you is sold or traded
Down to the last dime.
Copyright © Nicole Sikler | Year Posted 2014
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Nicole Sikler Poem
I hate the scars
I live with
But they're mine.
To struggle inside of this shell
Is just fine.
Can't tell you where
I'm going,
And a little hazy about where I've been.
Just want to make it through a day without pain.
Want you to hold me
And tell me I'm not insane.
Copyright © Nicole Sikler | Year Posted 2014
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